2″We’re having another fight. We had just set up camp in the Virginia forest, the “team” you made staring at us, their faces unamused. I ignore them and look at you seething. Gods, I hate you. Witches. My family never agreed with the idea of someone being a witch and not thanking us for their gifts. I especially don’t like you, terrorizing people and taking out the leader us, the gods, had appointed over the centuries. You are a monster. I hiss.
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