There was rose quartz all inside the cave. Pink overlapping pink until the eye grew sore. A single witch, shrouded in white tassels, sat quite still on the ground. She slipped her hand into her pouch and quietly laid out five rounded crystals on a tree stump before her. The witch placed a finger on...
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