Witches Leather Diary: Black

As I opened the dusty old diary, I felt a shiver run down my spine. The pages were filled with strange symbols and incantations in black ink. Suddenly, the room grew colder and I could hear a faint cackling. I looked up to see a figure cloaked in black standing in front of me. "You should have never touched my book," the witch snarled, as she began to chant a spell. I knew then that I was doomed, trapped in her magic forever.

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