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She had chosen the Forest of Tombs because no one wanted to venture too far from a beloved’s gravesite in a place of the dead. Witches had hung from the alder and oak trees that rose between the ancient gravestones; feet swinging and life leaving. No, it was not a place many frequented.
Autumn of the Grimoire (Sisters Solstice, #1)
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