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Edited by Gosia at 01-16-2025 05:03
A grimoire hidden in the basement.
A parasite ring devouring my magic.
Two covens and their hellhounds in a race to hunt me down.
You’d think with all that going on in a witch’s life, she’d have more important things to worry about than turning a profit at the farmers market festival, yet here I am. But hear me out, if my revitalized cider farm makes some money, that means my bills are paid, and if I’m not forced out of my farmhouse—which has been pretty good at keeping me hidden so far—I can focus my attention solely on unlocking the curse plaguing my family’s spell book.
Pretty straightforward, right?
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