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The witch skirted the colorful sweets display and went straight for the back rooms of the shop, where she would find the duller yet actually magical supplies.
Once she found everything, she left shop and town, and headed toward the derelict hamlet where she was needed.
Inside, one of the houses was greener than one would have guessed.
Within this greenery was the forest that would need tending to through winter.