1. A Pact With The Witch
Triana A brilliant smile graced those charcoal-black lips. Angular cheeks, a crooked nose, and a jutting-out chin elongated her wrinkled face. Her white-haired head was left uncovered by her worn-out hat this time, perhaps only to make her look more fearsome. Triana stood on the side of that messy, foul-smelling room. She was the opposite of the witch across from her. Her slender body, which was wrapped in an intricately embroidered dress, was emitting the scent of flowers and dried fruits. Her eyes reflected the bright spring sky, and her blonde hair represented the best-quality white wine. "Immortal beauty?" A laugh escaped the lips, encasing rows of sharp, rotten teeth. The shrill voice startled Triana from her focus on the condition of the dilapidated, tiny house. She was even certain her uncle's chicken coop on the farm was far better than this. Clasping her hands together, Triana nodded. "Yes, ma’am. Can you possibly do that?" "Your question belittles me, young lady. I am e
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