The witch lights a cigarette and draws on it, as though she had no cares in the world. "She ain't no 'pprentice 'a mine. Mind tellin' me what's's about?" Cold anger grows in my belly. How dare she show have no fear when confronted with God's warriors? How dare she show such arrogance?
"I apprentice to none since my mam died, and that was winters gone. Can speak to answer questions, mind." That is the younger, but I am not so sure that I believe her. Wouldn't servants of the Devil lie? Isn't that what they are known for?
"Just you stand easy now. Lady an me's got some questions."
Yes, questions. That is how we should hat least begin. "You," I say, levelling my gun at the witch. "I want to hear it from your lips. That you are a witch, a whore of the Devil, that you have murdered children." It's nothing more than what we know, but it is always so much better if they confess. This much I know.
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Date: 2012-10-08 02:11 pm (UTC)"I apprentice to none since my mam died, and that was winters gone. Can speak to answer questions, mind." That is the younger, but I am not so sure that I believe her. Wouldn't servants of the Devil lie? Isn't that what they are known for?
"Just you stand easy now. Lady an me's got some questions."
Yes, questions. That is how we should hat least begin. "You," I say, levelling my gun at the witch. "I want to hear it from your lips. That you are a witch, a whore of the Devil, that you have murdered children." It's nothing more than what we know, but it is always so much better if they confess. This much I know.