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Your feet sink gently now into the earth with each step and your hands reach out for the trees to steady yourself. \u003cem\u003eShe'll turn you into a witch like her\u003c\/em\u003e, they said, but you aren't afraid.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eYou can see her again now, through the leaves. She's kneeling at the base of an old and dark tree. She lays down her flowers and, as you move closer, you can hear her singing. 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We left our car behind and tested our weathered walking shoes on a rocky path up to the cliffs.\u003cbr\u003eOnce we got to the top and saw the sea, the horizon rising from the rocks ahead, there was a deep breath and a sense of quiet that I hadn’t felt in days on the road. Behind us, the green fields rolled on over the hills for miles and ahead, the sea was speckled with light and stretched as far as it takes to meet the sky in the middle. 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