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CHAPTER FIFTY ‑THREE _At the Witch’s Door

Author: Mercy V.
last update Last Updated: 2026-02-01 15:44:16

*Aria*

From the ridge, the cabin looked almost small.

Up close, it looked like a mouth.

We stood at the edge of the unnatural clearing, the normal forest giving way to a ring of dead trees that encircled the witch’s den like rotten teeth.

The air changed the instant we crossed that invisible line.

The faint wind that had been threading through the branches died.

Silence pressed in.

Not the peaceful kind.

The waiting kind.

Rowan inhaled and flinched.

“Herbs,” he murmured. “Ash. Iron. Old blood.”
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