Daily Writing Blurb

She had followed the woman almost a mile into the forest, as she entered the dilapidated cemetery. The woman pulled out a long candle, lighting it with an unknown source in her hand, and held it steadily over one of the gravestones. Anna felt her breath catch in her chest, sure that the woman was performing some sort of spell.

The woman straightened after placing the candle, securely, on top of the stone, and looked straight at her. Anna gasped, but was unable to move or to hide. 

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