Making her way through familiar rocky paths and wilted trees ladened with snow, but never quite leaving the coven grounds, she finally came across her haven. A glaring contrast to the dead trees and dried grounds, her little garden bloomed with life and greenry. From where she was, she could smell the delightful mix of fragrance. Nearing the garden, an array of heady floral scents wafted through her nose, small evergreen topiaries greeted her sights, yellow daffodils and red petunias a beautiful contrast. Going over to the wooden bench on the small lawn, she sat and absently watched as furry little birds fluttered round the flowers.A peaceful sigh escaped her lips, all her creation. She didn't know how long she sat like that, inhaling the fragrant air and watching the beautiful vitality of nature Before she died, h
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