cost

“I will come back,” the Wolf Boy stated. There was no bravado in him. He spoke as ever: without fear, without doubt, without understanding the weight of the word.
“You must never come back here.”
“I will come back, and I will free you from these chains.”
The Witch’s hands, which had risen with sharp defensive motion towards her hood, sank slowly to her sides again. “You cannot free us from chains we have chosen.”

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