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Chapter 132

Author: VictoryAnne Vice
last update Last Updated: 2025-04-11 10:04:08
[Hazel]

We woke to the sound of wolves howling and the rattling of squeaking wheels over concrete floors.

Trapped as we are in our prison of silver, we witches had nothing better to do than to watch the humans at their dark work. Seeing them about their daily strife is the only amusement we have.

Except that it isn't amusing. Not one bit.

I wish I could unsee the parade of humans pushing carts laden with cages, cages containing terrified wolves, trapped in their bestial forms, huddled in corners, their eyes sad and sunken, their arms and legs bald where they've been shaved and poked, used for whatever sick experiments happened behind the great, steel wall.

The doors to the wall are wide open today, and I can see deep inside that mysterious chamber. I had wondered if that had been where they kept the wolves. And now, seeing the condition they are in, I wish I had known sooner so that as we witches planned our escapes, I could have planned to free them as well.

No one should live trapped
VictoryAnne Vice

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