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A STORMY NIGHT
It was a wild
and windy night.
Thunder roared and lightning split the sky as the shadowy witches
huddled
by the cauldron in their cave.
The smallest
witch turned to the witch Queen and whispered
" please tell us a stormy story", and the witch Queen began:
WELCOME TO OUR
ENCHANTED WORLD OF GLORIOUS
GOBLINS AND
WICKED WITCHERY
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