*Sierra walks through the carnage encased in a waterproof bubble, enjoying the sight of the boys wiping each other out with water. Stops and pets the pretty dragons, who bend down to allow it before resuming their activities.
Stops to pull Miss Rotter into the bubble with me from her hiding place behind a tree so she can dry off and stop sneezing.*
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Although the most incisive judges of the witches and even the witches themselves
were convinced of the guilt of witchcraft, this guilt nevertheless did not exist.
Thus it is with all guilt.
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