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The Sea Witch
She was but a few feet from them now. Her dress, which looked thin, tattered, and out of place, fluttered in the light breeze.
Weaverville
It wasn't true. He was listening. But Derek wasn’t ready to make any concessions. Not yet. He started to say something to head this off, but his father’s expression stopped him. The man’s face was a mask of confusion. Even fear.