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SYDNEY

The crisp autumn air nipped at my cheeks as I stood outside the cabin, my breath forming misty clouds in the chilly air. The cabin, its timeworn logs etched with the scars of countless seasons, seemed to echo the turmoil swirling within me. Confusion, anger, and frustration fought for dominance, each emotion leaving its mark on my heart. Sebastian's eyes bore into mine, searching for a sign of trust that I wasn't sure I could give. His voice, tinged with concern, cut through the silence, resonating with the weight of our shared dilemma. "Sydney, do you trust your father's words about this witch? It's as if he conjured her from thin air to escape from this place. There's no concrete evidence to support his claims."I turned away from him, my gaze fixated on the distant horizon, a landscape painted in hues of orange and gold. The leaves beneath my boots crunched softly, a somber symphony to my troubled thoughts. My father, locked inside that cabin, held the key to a puzzle that se
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