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"On the night of hallows eve, centuries ago, in a small village somewhere in the dampened hills, a beautiful, young looking witch was being hunted by a mob of angry villagers. The witch had been kidnapping the young maidens of the village in order to practice her horrible tickling spells upon, which kept her from aging. The village, unable to locate where she was taking them, struck a deal with her; they would receive one month of solitude, but On the last day of every month, they would send their most beautiful maiden of their choosing to her for a single night in exchange.This compromise was to remain in place as long as the girl returned home the next day, unharmed.

The deal was shattered on the last day of a particularly cold September, when the girl foolishly insulted the witch, stirring her into a spiteful angry tantrum. She forced the fair maiden into her heaviest stocks and shackles and cast every tickle spell she knew upon her and then left her alone for the night as punishment. This turned into a dire situation for the witch come the next morning. When she went down from her room to collect the girl, she realized that she had passed in the night. Her magic was too powerful for the girl to handle.

Morning rose in the village, the towns people gathered in the center of town, awaiting for the maidens return. They waited until the sun brushed the plains to the west, but she did not arrive. Instead of the maiden, the witch made an appearance. She scolded the towns people for sending such a fragile girl into her possession. She demanded a second girl be sent next time, to make up for her latest victim. She left without a word more.

The village went into a state of rage, gathering together what they needed in order to capture the witch and bring the maiden home. They combed the country side all night until early dawn. When they found the witch's hut, she fled from her home, only to be ran down by angry villagers. They went inside, and to their horror, found the still beautiful maiden forever silent in iron shackles on the floor. In a spiral of anger, the villagers made the now tied up witch, watch as they burned her home down. They brought her and the dead maiden back to the village. The witched was tried for murder and was unanimously voted guilty. They sentenced her to an ironic punishment, she would be barred in stocks and tickled daily until she was deemed mad or deceased.

For almost a fortnight, the witch was tickled, teased, prodded, poked, pinched, and tortured by the denizens of the villages. For another fortnight she had her soles, mid rift, underarms, legs, and neck at the receiving end of anyone who walked by. At the end of October, the maidens who had previously been at the receiving end of the witch's cruel magic, dressed in cloth similar to that of the witch, and went off to finish her off.

More than a dozen women circled the helpless witch. She recognized them and immediately began pleading for mercy. The girls began to taunt her as they closed in around, calling her names and what not. As the circle tightened, the witch stopped pleading and simply began screaming for help. They fell on deaf ears as the villagers watched the girls snap their circle around the defenseless witch and began the end of her. Every inch of the witch's magically skin was tickled. She had two girls on each of her underarms, 3 girls on each side of her getting at her ribs and belly, and 4 hands scratching and tickling each foot. The girls did not relent, even as the sun began to dip they refused to leave until their task was completed. At long last, the witch fell silent. The towns people rejoiced as the witch was laid to rest outside of town.

But, to village's ignorance, the witch had made one last mark upon them. Knowing she would perish once the maidens surrounded her, she had laid a final curse on the land, cursing those who had mocked her to future agony.

Now, every Halloween, the spirit of the witch returns in the form of a devilish pumpkin, hunting those who dare to mock her appearance after death. Those who find themselves in the clutches of the evil spirit would be wise to heed this advice, if you plan to mock the witch you best be prepared for a laughter filled night"

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Happy Halloween Everybody

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Coloring by: Me

Description
"On the night of hallows eve, centuries ago, in a small village somewhere in the dampened hills, a beautiful, young looking witch was being hunted by a mob of angry villagers. The witch had been kidnapping the young maidens of the village in order to practice her horrible tickling spells upon, which kept her from aging. The village, unable to locate where she was taking them, struck a deal with her; they would receive one month of solitude, but On the last day of every month, they would send their most beautiful maiden of their choosing to her for a single night in exchange.This compromise was to remain in place as long as the girl returned home the next day, unharmed.

The deal was shattered on the last day of a particularly cold September, when the girl foolishly insulted the witch, stirring her into a spiteful angry tantrum. She forced the fair maiden into her heaviest stocks and shackles and cast every tickle spell she knew upon her and then left her alone for the night as punishment. This turned into a dire situation for the witch come the next morning. When she went down from her room to collect the girl, she realized that she had passed in the night. Her magic was too powerful for the girl to handle.

Morning rose in the village, the towns people gathered in the center of town, awaiting for the maidens return. They waited until the sun brushed the plains to the west, but she did not arrive. Instead of the maiden, the witch made an appearance. She scolded the towns people for sending such a fragile girl into her possession. She demanded a second girl be sent next time, to make up for her latest victim. She left without a word more.

The village went into a state of rage, gathering together what they needed in order to capture the witch and bring the maiden home. They combed the country side all night until early dawn. When they found the witch's hut, she fled from her home, only to be ran down by angry villagers. They went inside, and to their horror, found the still beautiful maiden forever silent in iron shackles on the floor. In a spiral of anger, the villagers made the now tied up witch, watch as they burned her home down. They brought her and the dead maiden back to the village. The witched was tried for murder and was unanimously voted guilty. They sentenced her to an ironic punishment, she would be barred in stocks and tickled daily until she was deemed mad or deceased.

For almost a fortnight, the witch was tickled, teased, prodded, poked, pinched, and tortured by the denizens of the villages. For another fortnight she had her soles, mid rift, underarms, legs, and neck at the receiving end of anyone who walked by. At the end of October, the maidens who had previously been at the receiving end of the witch's cruel magic, dressed in cloth similar to that of the witch, and went off to finish her off.

More than a dozen women circled the helpless witch. She recognized them and immediately began pleading for mercy. The girls began to taunt her as they closed in around, calling her names and what not. As the circle tightened, the witch stopped pleading and simply began screaming for help. They fell on deaf ears as the villagers watched the girls snap their circle around the defenseless witch and began the end of her. Every inch of the witch's magically skin was tickled. She had two girls on each of her underarms, 3 girls on each side of her getting at her ribs and belly, and 4 hands scratching and tickling each foot. The girls did not relent, even as the sun began to dip they refused to leave until their task was completed. At long last, the witch fell silent. The towns people rejoiced as the witch was laid to rest outside of town.

But, to village's ignorance, the witch had made one last mark upon them. Knowing she would perish once the maidens surrounded her, she had laid a final curse on the land, cursing those who had mocked her to future agony.

Now, every Halloween, the spirit of the witch returns in the form of a devilish pumpkin, hunting those who dare to mock her appearance after death. Those who find themselves in the clutches of the evil spirit would be wise to heed this advice, if you plan to mock the witch you best be prepared for a laughter filled night"

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Happy Halloween Everybody

Drawing by:
Coloring by: Me