When I woke up this morning, I felt like falling in love. Something had happened in my dreams, while I was sleeping. I'd only gotten away from my spell-protected farm for a little bit. Just going to find some wild fruit in season, and maybe to pick a bouquet of wild flowers to brighten up my farm house. And then I found a tiny oasis of green ferns and blue flowers that was growing in the deep footprint of the troll I'd recently vanquished. Stepping forward carefully, I moved to investigate it. Only to find my self a little too relaxed by the flower's scent, and then - asleep. I should have paid better attention. But when I woke, I was smitten. And needed to find that "one lover who was meant only for me" - in spite of anything else. Strange, unnatural, weird. Even for a witch-in-training like me

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