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By Moonlit Syndicate
I had no sympathy for people who believed it to be okay to burn their sisters in fires, despite their pleas for help. Innocent or not if they were claimed to be a witch or demon they would not be spared so why did a demon have to spare a human? Swiftly I walked past the weeping child... Guilt...