Capítulo 136: Chapter 85: The Witch's Lament

The company traveled further into the enchanted forest, their hearts still resonating with the celestial wisdom they had gained. As they walked, a haunting melody filled the air, carrying with it a sense of sorrow and longing. The enchanting tune led them to a small clearing, where they discovered a weathered old cottage. Smoke curled from the chimney, and the sound of gentle weeping could be heard from within.

Curiosity piqued, the company cautiously approached the cottage. Pushing open the creaking door, they were met with a sight that stirred their hearts. In the dimly lit room sat a witch, her hunched form adorned with tattered robes. Her eyes were filled with an ancient sadness, and her gnarled hands clutched a worn broomstick.