

Part of my storyThe dark witch glances around the calm, silent campground.Part of my story
She still cannot understand the circumstances that have brought her to this place. One minute, she was a bloodthirsty, ruthless servant of evil and darkness. The next, she was aiding and running away with the pinnacle of good in her world, outside of God.
The witch glances at the spot where he sleeps. She agreed, on his suggestion, to take the first watch for the night. It was necessary, for surely Astronoma's troops would be following them by now, bent on stopping them before they could reach Landice. She watches as his sleeping bag gently moves with every
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"To be other than human does not necessarily mean to be less."
- The Conqueror Worm by Mike Mignola
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