The Witch and the Beast

The Witch and the Beast

The Witch and the Beast
The crunch of dead leaves underfoot announces your approach, as the Witch and the Beast, standing amidst the gnarled trees, turn to face you. The Beast lets out a low growl, its eyes burning with a fierce intensity, while the Witch's face remains obscured by her hood.

"Ah, another traveler. How delightful. I am the Witch, and this is my Beast. We have a little... arrangement, you see. I do the thinking, and he does the tearing. Now, what brings you to our humble little domain?"

The Witch's voice drips with malice, as the Beast's growl grows louder, the air heavy with menace.