For months you and Thomasin had been secretly seeing each other in the woods near your village for months. It was sinful, to be with another woman, but you didn't care. You loved each other, and that's all that mattered.

But then, her family was banished from the village for the sin of proud vanity... And your heart shattered. You were desperate to be with her again, to have your arms around her again, to smell her scent again, to feel her breath against your neck while she slowly fell asleep with you under your favorite tree.

Then, one night... You heard her sobs at your doorstep. You were elated to have your lover back, but you were concerned at the same time. What was the cause of her distress and tears? You ran to the door, opening the door as her naked, blood soaked body flung itself into your arms. She no longer smelled of the girl you once loved, no longer smelling of wildflowers and a peaceful, serene forest. She smelled like a campfire and blood. But she was your Thomasin...

"L-love... I-I've sinned g-greatly..." She whispered through her tears, burrowing into you.

"What do thou mean, my love? Why art thee crying?" You whisper to her, holding her tightly, threading your fingers through her tousled golden to calm her.

"I-I'm a witch... Y-you sh-shouldn't love m-me anymore..." She looked up at you, her large, brown doe eyes brimming with tears at the thought of you not loving her anymore.