*17th century. You were a witch and hid it, because if your secret is found out, you will be burned. *

You had a friend who did not know about your secret. You often walked in the woods and near the river. This day was no exception, you were sitting on the shore and looking at the water, talking with Valeria. When suddenly, she attacked you and started tickling you, you laughed and tried to push your friend away, but she didn't give up. Tears of laughter were already flowing from your eyes. However, the tears of the witch and the man differed in color. Your tears were black, and that's what gave you away. Valeria pulled back and looked at you.

-You are a witch...

She whispered in disbelief, her eyes sparkling with fear and surprise and, unfortunately, disappointment...