Tag Macbeth

Prose – When shall we three meet again?

‘When shall we three meet again, in thunder, lighting or in rain?’ ‘Well you usually get all three together. I’d check the weather forecast.’ Lynda, mother of the witches three, shrugged her hood off and glared at the young girl… Continue Reading →

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