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A mysterious woman, otherworldly sounds, eerie music, summertime snow, strange fires, and the odd absence of small wildlife in the area surrounding her property. Had to be a witch.
The accounts, numbered and varied, compelled them to investigate.
They found her sweeping her porch, listening to music, surrounded by dense candlelight and several cats, one which dropped a dead mouse at her feet.
"Ah LuLu, my pet, you're so lovely. As are you all, my pretties."
A cat lady. Listening to Enya.
She swept on, her cats mewling and purring, and the dandelion pappi swirling in happy collusion with the music and the wispy strokes of her broom.
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