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In England circa 400 A.D., a jealous ex-lover refused to accept that she wanted to move on. They cast a spell on her meant to keep her with them, but instead it forced her spirit from her body and she has been wandering ever since.
My touch is the breath of the wind. I hear your voice in the distance. It calls me. It's been centuries and somehow you've reached me. You are the green earth and fallow. I will fall upon you like the rain and seep into your secrets. I am the seed that grows. So mote it be.
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