Witch Trials

The cool, steady drip atop her crown renews hope of seeing her daughter.

Once, wet hair, matted and tangled, led to these chains.

Unkempt Jezebel!

Now she prays for it. One crack, the icicle will fall, piercing her skull, proving her sorcery.

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