This section reads like AI and the repetition really jolted me out of the story:
All that was left of the firedrake was a tingling sensation in my ribs that told me somehow she was inside me, waiting until I needed her. With the weight of this nest heavily inside me, I fell to my knees and the branch clattered to the floor. The witches rushed forward.
Goody Alsop reached me first, her thin arms reaching around...
— Nov 02, 2025 12:58AM
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