Chapter Three

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                                                                                        1691 "Ursula, girl remove your head out of the clouds.  We have important visitors coming to tonight's rite of passage, I'll not have you shame us by looking a fright." I hear my mother say from in front of the cooking fire.  I look over at my beautiful powerful mother.  She is only three and nine autumns, but the weight of the coven has been a heavy burden to carry these past years.      
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