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"You may take one of these bags," said the Witch, her face hidden by a large hat brim.
"What's in them?" I asked.
"One holds mountains and lakes and villages to explore. One holds a house for a family to live in forever happily. Others... who knows?"
"Does any of them contain some charm that will let me see your face?"
The Witch smiled, I think, but did not answer.
One bag rustled slightly.