The Witch And The Princess

I was playing in the woods when I saw a strange woman humming to herself, “Hello miss!” “Why hello dear would you like to help me pick some daffodils?” I nodded enthusiastically, “I love daffodils!” I held her hand as I skipped happily into the foggy mist unaware of the disapproval of my parents and the dangers I have presented for the nice lady.

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