Let me tell you a story about a place in the valley. A place that hides its secrects in the darkness and protects them from the daylight. This is the forest, where the women from the village could find a refuge. Witches... that's how they called them. They weren't evil, just misuderstood. They knew more and that's why people feared them.
During the day witches had to cover their real selves with an ordinary human form but every month, on the evening before full moon, they silently gathered in the Black Forest where they could finally take off the human shell.
Even today, ages after those events, you can still feel their presence...
Ariel
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