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“They bound the Hag of the Winter Curse and set her alight, to no avail. Her cackle was gleeful and wicked. Even if they slew her, she boasted, she had many daughters…”
“They bound the Hag of the Winter Curse and set her alight, to no avail. Her cackle was gleeful and wicked. Even if they slew her, she boasted, she had many daughters…”