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⛧ 𝑭𝑨𝑰𝑳𝑬𝑫 ✦ 𝑪𝑹𝑼𝑪𝑰𝑭𝑰𝑪𝑨𝑻𝑰𝑶𝑵. ⛧ ❝Now you can love me right? So deeply now, you can love me right?❞
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𝟐𝐍𝐃𝐏𝐎𝐕
Billions of questions swirled inside your head, racing with one another. How did this even happen? How did the villagers even...? Ugh, you just wanted things to be over already. You furrow your eyebrows, not even bothering to look at the sight that unfolded before your eyes.
You were just humbly making potions in your own house, mixing all sorts of things in your cauldron. But of course, someone had to snitch on you.
Your door was locked! How did they even-
Oh... right, your windows. You forgot to close your curtains. You mentally facepalm. Who would stalk you- out of all people anyways?
Looking at the raging flames, the townspeople holding torches and spitting out curses to you, it all makes your head ache. You felt your head spinning every second passes by. Your hands were tied to a wooden cross, feeling them getting bruised by the tight ropes wrapped around your wrists.
Whatever, this isn't the first time you had something like this anyway. A shaky exhale slips past your lips, your eyes narrowing at the villagers who screamed out your name, calling you a witch. You never posed no threat to this town anyway, you didn't deserve this at all.
Whispering a teleportation spell, the flames change into a/an (F/C) hue. The fire engulfs the wooden cross, the townspeople cheering as they thought your body has become into ashes.
When reality, it didn't.
You sprinted through the forest, maneuvering through every tree and bush that was in your way. Bullets of sweat ran down your head as you try to find a possible exit on this island, eyes scanning through every nook and cranny of the woods.
Something catches your eye, a dock! And luckily, a wooden paddleboat just floated there on the water as well. You don't care whose boat it is, you just have to quickly get away from this village before they find out you weren't actually dead.
You head over to the dock, holding your satchel and get onto the boat. You let out a sigh in relief, finally...
Speaking of your satchel, you look at the contents inside of it just for a split second. Thank god the leather of your satchel is still in good condition... Everything in it seems fine too. A triumphant huff escapes your lips as you grab the paddles of the boat and swim away, looking for the next island to reside in. You didn't even want to look back, honestly.
Hopefully it won't end up like last time...
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