All the town was going crazy
as if a madness had descended on them
Everywhere they went
a finger was pointed
and the cry of
'Witch!'
was heard
No woman was safe
The young,
the old
the ugly
the beautiful
Accused of being a witch
your fate was sealed
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Author:
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Comments1
Yes those were the days when none could be familiar with herbs etc for healing - -a dangerous time to be called a witch.
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