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"๐๐ฐ, ๐ธ๐ฉ๐ข๐ต? ๐ ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ธ๐ข๐ฏ๐ต ๐ฃ๐ญ๐ฐ๐ฐ๐ฅ ๐ง๐ฐ๐ณ ๐ฃ๐ญ๐ฐ๐ฐ๐ฅ?!"
โ "๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐ฉ๐๐ฅ ๐ช๐๐ก๐ง๐๐ ๐ช๐๐ฆ ๐ง๐ข ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ง ๐๐๐ข๐ก๐"
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๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ wild beasts in the wind, a woman stood in the mist of all of the destruction. It wasn't her faultโ wasn't her doing. None of it was, yet, she was blamed for it seeing how she was in the direct middle of it. She was blamed for many things due to the portrayal through everyone else's eyes. The way everyone else viewed of her. Some were questioning the existence of witches due to all of the destruction they created; or could.
Though, they'll never deny the Queen's abilities seeing how they'll most likely be killed on sight or other things that won't be namedโ yet many knew of these things; just wouldn't say.
As the woman's eyes scanned the area around her, she noticed, body by body, home by home, how everything was falling apart. Children, families, dead for something she attempted on stopping. Only her, herself, knew exactly whom was behind it all. Who had created all of this destruction; yet, every timeโ she's a second too late. For they, manage to escape and she to be left to face with the consequences. Therefore making her the enemy of many out there.
She was tired of it. Tired of getting blamed for things she didn't do. Actions that weren't hers. Her own. So, instead. She became the enemy everyone feared her to be.
They wanted someone to blame?
She'll give them something to properly blame her for.
Catastrophe. Rain large amounts of chaos upon them if that's what they expect. Live up to the reputation of being an enemy. The enemy not many dare call out by name.
"You want hel? I'll give you ๐๐๐..."
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"๐ ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ธ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ฆ ๐ข ๐ธ๐ข๐ณ๐ณ๐ช๐ฐ๐ณ ๐ฃ๐ฆ๐ง๐ฐ๐ณ๐ฆโ"
โ "๐ฆ๐๐ถ๐น๐น ๐๐บ. ๐๐๐๐โ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐"
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