The Shipping Witches
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The familiar oak door creaked open, the same door that two girls had entered 9 years ago as babes. It let out a shrill cry that was easily ignored. Two hooded figures darted out into the cold frigid air, one clutching her basket and the other supporting a messenger bag hung around her slender shoulder. They whispered something under their breath and burst out into hushed laughter as they walked down the frosted steps and toward the Town Square. They had followed the worn dirt pathway everyday since they could first remember.
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