“It’s going to be okay, child,” hums the strange witch “No harm will befall you when you walk next to me.”

“Who are you? Why are you helping me?”

The witch smiles, pain creasing the edges of xir eyes and says “An old friend.”

Author: corvidcraft

What's up! I'm a northern Canadian artist/writer. Poli sci student by education, acrylic painter by passion.

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