Tale for singing by the window

„Who is ever going to hear me,
if I don‘t sing by the window?
Would you have heard me,
that very night?
What if I dare to,
but nobody is passing by?
Will I ever know,
if I never sing by the window?“,

… a witch once sighed.

Published by Mistress Witch writes

About the historical horror of living. Drafting my witching novel. Chasing dark, forgotten and haunted tales.

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