I watched as my father was burning someone, alive, at the stake. He thought she was a witch. He thought that of the many others that were burning; vamyr's, wolves, and witches. I was staring at one witch in particular that had eyes that looked like flames were dancing in them and burnt brown colored hair. She was beautiful but I'd never court her if my father thought of her a witch.
"Incant..." I watched her as she chanted until I heard my father's struggled breathing. I looked over and saw him fall to the ground in pain. clutching his chest. He was staring at me the entire time but I didn't do a thing to help. He died right before my eyes. I looked back at the stake and the witch was burnt to cinders.
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The Witch That Cursed Me(COMPLETED)
फैनफिक्शनIn 1660 Carlisle's father was burning people who he assumed were supernatural creatures. He didn't know that one of them was an actual witch. ~I watched as a woman was being burned for witchcraft. She was staring right at my father and chanting some...
