My Own Personal Witch Hunt - ON HOLD
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I'm witch hunting. That is, I’m looking for a witch. Not to burn on a pyre - but because I need to become one. I need to be a witch.
Generations ago, one of my ancestors, Sevilen, fell in love with a witch. Real love - she didn't put him under a spell. And she loved him back. Another witch from another clan was jealous - I guess Sevilen was quite the catch. No one knows any more. But the rival witch cast a spell on him to fall in love with her instead.
The witch who loved him became so mad and angry, and cursed his family - my family. And now all daughters have to either become a witch or be sacrificed in one of their ceremonies.
And I’m the daughter in this generation.
Lucky me.
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