Chapter 41 The Elder's
- Seven old women sat in a circle on the damp forest ground, their frail bodies bent like crooked branches.
- These were the elder witches, and they looked as worn as the earth beneath them. Their black gowns hung loose, the fabric torn at the hems and patched with mud.
- Wrinkles carved deep lines into their faces, and their gray hair stuck out in wild, matted clumps.