Fated Series: Bewitched
Most of them were women bearing the Galloway name, and all had died before they'd turned forty.
As they paused in front of the giant statue she'd spotted from the hedge, she realized it wasn't an angel, but a goddess. Easily ten feet tall, it was solid white marble. The woman's eyes were closed as if in prayer, her face a mask of serenity. Wild long strands of hair swirled around her head, frozen for all time in an unseen wind. A loose robe fell to her ankles, and in one outstretched palm was a sphere. The base held a carved trinity knot.
"This is where the pyre was erected, isn't it? Where they..."
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