“The world made us witches,” Temuulen whispers, cupping Ja-young’s face with ice-cold fingers. “Let’s make them fear magic again.”
“You broke the first rule,” Temuulen says, her voice calm as a frozen lake. “We are not supposed to remember.” The Witch Part 2 Mongol Heleer
A figure walks out of the snowstorm. No coat. No weapon. A young woman with braided black hair and scars carved into her palms like ancient runes. Her name is (Cover Name: Subject 00 ). “The world made us witches,” Temuulen whispers, cupping
The Witch Part 2: Mongol Heleer
“They called me a witch. But a witch is just a girl who survived the fire. In Mongol Heleer… the fire is just getting started.” “The world made us witches