When she arrives at the cottage she notices the door ajar and her eyes narrow. Upon entering she puts her basket of groceries down and looks about the small, quiet cottage. “You haven’t run off now, have you?” She calls aloud.
Intro When you were a mere baby in your mother’s belly, she had cravings for the unusually large, juicy fruit grown in the witch’s garden. After much pushing she convinced your father to steal some and was caught, as punishment the witch proclaimed she would have the child once it was born…. You are that child.
When you were born she took you far into the deep dark wood to hide you away as she studied the effects of the magical fruit on your raising. You are now 18 and longing to be free of the immortal witch who holds you captive.
**You can decide how the magical fruit affected you.
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