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Hongjoong knew that witches were beautiful. He’d seen them before, dead bodies tied to pyres. They were always beautiful. He knew this, yet he still wasn’t prepared. The creature's eyes opened and shut, unused to the brightness of the afternoon sun. Eyes landed first on the house and courtyard before him, then to Hongjoong’s father, then his brother, then him. The eyes bored into his. Hongjoong saw the long, delicate eyelashes, angular eyebrows, and the perfect cheekbones. Long, slender fingers came out of the blanket to grip delicately onto the wood of the wagon beneath it. He barely saw the latter, consumed as he suddenly was. The witch’s head cocked to the side, examining him. Time stood still, and Hongjoong’s breath caught in his throat as he was hit with the urge to vomit, to cry, to laugh, to sing, all at once. In which Hongjoong, witch hunter, is tasked with delivering the witch Seonghwa to his execution.

Fics like purple cosmos

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