Ongoing
“Miss Witch, I hate you.”
“Why?”
“When I was a child, you killed all of my family. I remembered your horns, and I remembered your eyes. I hate you. I hate all witches like you—you’re all lunatics.”
“But now you’re a witch too. You’re one of us.”
“I hate myself too. But you won’t let me die.”
“You’re very obedient.”
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