We, Beautiful

Searching, poof, magic- what????

The villagers looked around the deserted house.

It seemed like a person had been here not too long ago, because of the crickle-crackle of the fireplace.

But in a way, it also looked like it was deserted for a long time.

It was the first time the villagers of Gavaldon had set foot in this place, so naturally, they were confused.

Was this house abandoned a long time ago?

Was Callis the witch still here?

Was she...

Was she even.. alive anymore?

But there was no time to think like that. Stephen could be dead, and the villagers would have to act very quickly.

So, they searched the rather small house from every corner to the other, every nook and cranny of the house.

No one was found. The only thing they actually found was a half eaten goat leg.

"Gross!" A small 6 year old girl screamed hysterically.

Everyone else, jumped in suprise.

After that, they were staring daggers at the girl.

"Oh please, you scaredy cats." The girl sighed.

Everyone  looked as if they would murder her any moment.

"Okay! Okay! I'm sorry." she paused. "But doesn't the goat leg seem a little weird? It was like someone was eating it and left with a hurry."

After that, there were a lot of people gathering around the goat leg, trying to find any clues to lead them to the witch that could be their only hope.

The only thing they could figure out was that, the person seemed to love the taste of the goat leg, and was savoring every bite.

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Once Agatha had jumped into the book, she found that she seemed to be surrounded by words.

Moving words, swirling words, and more.

It was like, she was the center of a hurricane of words.

She then wondered. What was that about?

Sophie not being a ever?

No, that couldn't be true- no way.

Not in a million years.

Sophie was a pure ever, and whoever couldn't see that was nuts.

"Ca-"

Agatha blinked.

She had just heard something.

Ca?

what in the world?

"Isn't here-"

Agatha noticed that there were golden words, and they was glowing with life.

One said trouble, and the other said anger.

Agatha didn't know what to do.

But, she knew she had to chose one.

Perhaps, this would determine Sophie's reaction to seeing her.

Agatha didn't want Sophie to be angry with her, she just wanted to see her to clear things up.

If she wouldn't get angry at Agatha, things wouldn't be so bad.

So Agatha grabbed the trouble.

In a flash, she felt her eyes swaying. 

A blink of light. Words.

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Thump.

The villagers screamed to the loud noise.

there was a body.

The body came from nowhere, but they could tell it wasn't dead.

The villagers looked closely.

The woman groaned, and looked up. "Sophie? So-"

She looked to see villagers staring down at her, horrified.

The villagers started screaming. "It's Callis! The real Callis!"

The woman looked up in realization.

Agatha of Woods Beyond was not in the tower.

She was not  in a fairy tale.

She was in Gavaldon.

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