So, Melvin has come up to the house on the clifftop, looking for the old, ugly witch who was sending the storms – and found a pretty girl instead, who told him the witch is gone.
“My name is Sorina.”
If she wasn’t a witch, what could it hurt? “I – well, I’m here because somebody told me that the witch is bringing the storms.”
“No, those aren’t her fault.”
Melvin looked more deeply into Sorina’s face. “Did you bring them?”
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