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The Witch and The Werewolf

Death is No Barrier to the Heart’s Desire

Sasha shivered as the wind howled around the cottage. The rotting timbers creaked and groaned, threatening to give way as debris from the surrounding woods battered them. The cottage wasn’t much, but it was all she had left of her grandmother, and she wasn’t prepared for the elements to reclaim it yet.