It begins

... the witch. "So that's why the sword didn't disappear", you think to yourself. "Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha", she cackles as you pull the sword from its sheath. "I thought I killed you!", you exclaim. "You thought wrong", she sneers. Laughing her deep, vindictive laugh, she bellows out, "Did you think I could be so easily vanquished?" "Well, yeah, actually", you say, trying to stall for time. "NO!", she yells. "I am not so easily defeated. I am Queen Isabel, mother to all witches. I wanted you to drop your guard... so I could take this!" She snatches a silver chain from around your neck and disappears in a puff of smoke. "DARN IT!!", you yell. "That's my..."

Written by Jessica Cancel (edited by wanderer)

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