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The witch had found shelter somewhere along the mountain ahead of the town, the same mountain where a dragon supposedly dwelled. It was common knowledge amongst the townsfolk that she dwelled along the outside of the mountain, not deep inside it. As I listened to the information everyone was pouring out to me, I quickly finished up my loaf of bread. I thanked everyone for their hospitality and conversation, getting up to leave. They did not know how valuable their information was to me. It was getting dark, I quickened my footsteps so as to get back through the field and forest safely. Tomorrow I would have more walking to do. To get to the mountain, I thought it would be wise to make my way around the town, rather than through it, so that no one would try to stop me. This witch was my single hope of returning to my home. I opened the door to the shack, feeling exhausted as I looked towards the bed. I pulled off my shoes and wrapped myself snuggly in the old blankets. Falling asleep, I looked towards the shelf, the light I had seen before glowing more rapidly now.