13. The Witch and The BitchThe two cars pulled off a dirt track and swung into a clearing where a small house was framed by two massive Deerland oaks standing to the right and left. To Sabienn, it looked like a contented short child holding hands between two silent but protective adults. Behind the house was the lake lapping up to the rear of the property. There was a jetty and a small boat and the morning light was making the surface of the water glimmer and shimmer.
The sum of structure and nature seemed a lot more inviting than a human occupant standing on the porch. It was a short man with wings but he stood guarded and defensive with his arms folded. Having wings, of course, the man was their age but he had long dark hair, an old cloak and a serious expression as if what he was seein
