The tea party room in the House of Arch has been re-arranged. The chests of dress-up clothes are still there, but the large table is gone. In its place are comfy, overstuffed chairs, a long sofa, and several cushions and bean bags scattered about. There is a small table loaded with snacks like crisps, dips, cupcakes, candy, and soda. There's also
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She knows some witches. They are very nice people. This sounds like one from the stories who bears no resemblance to the real ones.
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(Mary is her name! Evil witches should not try to appropriate it for their own ends.)
"That is a stupid thing to do anyways," she announces, loudly.
She is not frightened, of course. She is offended by the stupidity! Yes. That's all.
"Why would you want to call a witch?"
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She can't imagine who would want to be trapped in a mirror, but even at eight, Ingress knows it takes all kinds.
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One not so scary as Bloody Mary, in other words. Just a little bit scary.
"Or, if you don't know ones like that, one about a brave girl."
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Lucy muses for a minute.
"I could tell you the story of Alambil, the lady of peace."
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"When the world was young, the stars were at war. They had not yet found their places in the sky. They formed alliances and fought for supremacy, ignoring the song of the Lion that would tell them where they belonged.
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"But Alambil refused to listen to the sounds of war and discord, loud songs that clang in the ear and stay in one's head for the rest of one's life. Instead she urged her siblings, all the stars that were, to dance instead of fight and sing with her.
"They didn't listen, though, and stars began to fall, hitting the land with their lights gone out, dim and pale and lost."
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