Hidden, heathen, and the Hood gather in the Witch's Wood. Nestled safely 'neath the trees with the wodewose and his bees. The wicked ones lurk in the towns, and so it's time to hunker down. Shifting shape, they look like us. Discerning eyes, we must, we must!
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