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And so they waited, meditating, as each had done so many times before, on the moment their Three Hundred Years began.
As history wore on, in books of stories it began to be told that Greyclaw and Rainfeathers, Grimalkin’s gryphon familiars, nested in her skirts. 751 more words
I decided I wanted to read this book on a bit of an impulse. I’d read Witches: James I and the English Witch Hunts by Tracy Borman… 359 more words
This past fall, I took a course on Europe during the Enlightenment, and wrote a research paper on witchcraft in print culture during the latter half of the seventeenth century. 2,329 more words