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... y lit the candles around the half-fallen tree—where they had placed the babies. The air shifted, thick with incantations and strange power. The atmosphere was no longer natural; it had turned darker, heavier.
Then they started crying.
First Heather, then her brother.
Sharp, guttural cries. Cries that pierced through me like daggers.
I stepped forward immediately, heart racing, but one of the witches held me back.
"Don’t worry," she said quickly, her voice ...
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