Page 101 of I Ran Away to Evil 2
The thyme witch seeped in earthen wrath,
The last was she
Who kept the tree
That birthed the forest path.
One washed the town in sea breeze neat,
One bore the town of summer heat,
One looked and bade
To grow the shade
Which stretched between their feet.
When Winter came the sea witch froze,
Thyme burned in summer sun repose,
But the hazel leaves
Which weeps and grieves
Stood still in her shadows.
They hunt for her but never find
The witch that last is left behind
Who never asked
To shoulder tasks
Her sisters used to mind.
There is one witch of Holgrovely
Betwixt the town and fore the sea,
She minds the waves,
The wood and staves,
But ne’er forgets there once were three.
Throughout the entire conversation and performance, Earl Oakley had remained trussed up on the floor. The grimalcat was receiving pets from Morga, and Rufus had finally relaxed. Brownie finished up her second song and then activated [Liar’s Palace] with ease. She wanted to be ready for the hard part that came next.
“Thank you for the juice, Morga,” Brownie said after they were all finished. “Rufus, if you can pick up the earl, we’ll get going.”
“Farewell, everyone, and see you next time, Minstrel Bronwynn.” The ogre followed them to her doorway and waved them off. The hill was a dangerous climb, with soft dirt that could slip out from underfoot, but they made the trek.
They weren’t anywhere near the main road when Brownie sent word ahead to her horse.
The minstrel stopped on the path. “Alright, I think we’re a safe enough distance from Morga to release you now, Earl Oakley. Please forgive our being overly cautious.”
Rufus put the earl down on his feet and ripped apart the ropes tying his ankles and knees together like they were fine thread. He plucked the gag out before moving to release him from his upper bindings.
