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In the small town of Valeria, there was a coven of witches who strayed away from contact with the villagers. But one evening, when the coven was doing their monthly ritual, a villager had snuck into their home trying to steal from them. The villager was named Aava, and she just so happened to be the Leader of her village's daughter. After gathering what she was stealing, one of the witches caught her. The witch grabbed her and dragged her to other witches.
“Well look what we have here everyone. We seem to have someone trying to steal from us,” the witch who caught Aava called out.
Everyone turned to look at the spectacle in front of them. Aava's eyes opened wide and she started to freak out, struggling to run away.
“N-no, please don’t kill me. I promise I won't steal from you again.” Aava started to say falling to the ground.
“Well, we aren’t going to kill you, but we can't just let you go without teaching you a lesson.” The coven's leader stood up tall with her back straight.
The coven's leader’s eyes gleamed as she thought of something that fit the punishment. She went over to a table, grabbed a few ingredients and started mixing a potion. After mixing the potion, she walked over to Aava, who was paralyzed with fear. She grabbed her chin and forced her mouth open, forcing Aava to drink the potion.
“To be young, to be old, you must be told. You must feel the pain of being old for an eternity and this curse won’t be lifted for a century.”