Chapter 35 - The Witching Hour

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It didn’t come, though, I could hear a dull thud hitting against something, I looked up and saw that I was encased in a huge ball. My breath coming out like a white cloud as I breathed out. I looked towards where the thud was coming from, it wasn’t the wolves, it was a small bird, with a slender-looking beak. It was knocking against the ball of ice, its red feathers ruffled up, as though it was angry at something. Tap Tap Tap tap tap Tap tap tap I waved my hand, expecting my hand to hit something solid, but as soon I felt the cold against my hand it was gone, there was no trace of water or the ice around. Clap Clap Clap  I stood up, slowly turning towards the sound of the clapping. There she stood, completely dressed in a dark purple gown that looked like it was meant for o

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