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... as swallowed by the swirling mist inside the cramped cottage. Warmth pressed against his skin, thick and heavy, like the air in a boiling room. The dim interior smelled of herbs and damp soil. Glass jars crowded the shelves, each filled with strange residue. Some floated. Some pulsed.
The witch leaned her worn wand against the wall and lowered her hood. Her hair, silvery and tangled, fell across her shoulders. Sharp eyes studied Aaron from the shadows.
"You came with desperation ...
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