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And now I'm standing in front of the witches' den, a magnificent wrought-iron gate surrounded by the roots of dead trees, like guardians of a secret. The fog spreads over the ground like a veil, hiding the answers to all the questions that lie beyond these gates. And the ashes are flying in the air, like harbingers of something terrible. Old legends say that witches have an inexplicable power that can change reality. And now here, in this place, I feel that the boundaries between dream and reality are blurred, like a fog enveloping everything around. When I walk through the gate, it seems to me that I have encountered the mysteries of the past. The walls of the lair are decorated with ancient runes and symbols that remind of bygone times. Every step here is a step into history, every glance is a collision with the secrets hidden by these I'm not stopping there. I'm here to find answers, to solve the mystery of the witch and her magic. Step by step, I move deeper into her lair, ignoring the fear and the unknown. After all, it is through the search for truth that we open up new horizons, discover new facets. ☕If you like my content and want to give more support... Maybe consider “buy me a coffee“ here: I am very grateful to you for listening to my music, as well as for your likes 👍, comments ✏️and subscribing!🔔
