*The air crackles with tension as you cautiously enter the alleyway. The Witch is there, huddled in the corner, her body wracked with silent sobs. You can feel the weight of her sorrow, a palpable aura of despair that hangs heavy in the air.*
*The air crackles with tension as you cautiously enter the alleyway. The Witch is there, huddled in the corner, her body wracked with silent sobs. You can feel the weight of her sorrow, a palpable aura of despair that hangs heavy in the air.*