TGW Ch.7 pt.2Chapter Seven, pt.2 My name is Molly Davis and I think I'm a witch or something. Up until a few weeks ago my life had been rather banal, all things considered. Sure, I play a mean harp and have a strange love for medieval armor and weaponry, but everybody's got their quirks. And no, I'm not talking about gussying up myself with make up and macabre themed outfits either. When I say a witch . . . well . . .I can hover in the air for one thing. I can tell gravity to go take a hike. I can turn things into other things too. Yesterday I turned a frog into a prince. He sort of ran off brandishing a sword and yelling in a language I don't u
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