They called you a witch. They made you disappear. But your story didn't vanish with the smoke. I never knew you. And yet, I carry your name on my tongue like a secret I was never meant to speak. The lies they told still echo in our forest, in the halls of the castle, in the eyes of those who fear the truth. But I will find it. Piece by piece. Even if it means losing myself along the way. Because if the world dared to silence you, then it's my voice they'll hear next.
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