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The decent into the gorge was a steady and steep decline. The once bright, golden morning sun that warmed me is now filtered through the lush canopy, allowing a chill to settle upon my skin. A cool breath of a breeze reaches up from the forest below. The bending the tree branches whisper to the residents that a witch walks among them this day. Was it a welcome? Was it a warning? I felt their presence. I felt their eyes. I felt their curiosity as I made my way along the slow and twisting path.