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... struck fear into the hearts of even the bravest souls. It was said that deep within the forest lived a witch so ancient and twisted by dark magic that her very presence could curdle the blood in your veins. Her name was whispered in hushed tones—**Morgatha.**
Morgatha was no ordinary witch. Her appearance was as terrifying as the tales told about her. Her face was a mass of wrinkles, each line telling a story of malevolence and dark deeds. Her eyes glowed with an unnatural light, piercin ...
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