As soon as she walked in, she felt the tension in the air. People had been talking about her again. It was always that way. She’d made the mistake of allowing the grapevines to grow freely beneath her feet, and the villagers had noticed. She would never be left alone after this. This happened everywhere she went.
She turned and left. It was time to move again. This time it would be far away from the nearest village. Then her magic could run free, just like it had always wanted. And she’d never have to worry about the whispers again.
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