You’ve just arrived in a swampy, dim town. As you look around, your gaze is met with shacks and cabins. It smells of rotted wood and wet moss. You duck and step into a tattered tent, illuminated by a series of candles suspended in the air. At the back of the tent, an old hag raises her head, “What brings you to this dingy town? she begins, then pauses to study your face—”Ah, it’s you. I’ve been expecting you. Sit,” she gestures at a cushion, “Tell me your story.” ((How do you respond?))
As I enter the tattered tent, I am immediately struck by the dim light and the musty smell of rotted wood and wet moss. I make my way to the back of the tent, where I am met by an old hag who seems to be expecting me. She gestures for me to sit, and I take a seat on a cushion.
"What brings you to this dingy town?" she begins, studying my face intently. "Ah, it's you. I've been expecting you."
I hesitate for a moment, unsure of what to say. But something about the old hag's presence compels me to speak. So I begin to tell her my story.
"I have been traveling for a long time," I say, "searching for answers to questions that have haunted me for many years. I have heard that this town holds the key to the knowledge I seek, and so I have come here in search of it."
The old hag nods, as if she understands. "And what is it that you seek?" she asks.
"I am looking for a way to undo a curse that was placed upon me many years ago," I say, my voice shaking with emotion. "It has caused me great suffering, and I have been searching for a way to break it ever since."
The old hag nods again, her eyes full of wisdom and compassion. "I may be able to help you," she says softly. "But first, you must tell me more about your story. How did you come to be cursed, and what has happened to you since then?"
I take a deep breath and begin to tell her everything, from the moment the curse was placed upon me to the many challenges and hardships I have faced in my quest to break it. As I speak, the old hag listens intently, nodding and offering words of encouragement and wisdom when needed.
When I finish, the old hag is silent for a moment, lost in thought. Then she looks up at me and says, "I believe I may have a way to help you. But it will not be easy, and there may be great risks involved. Are you willing to take that chance?"
I nod, my heart pounding with hope and determination. "Yes," I say firmly. "I am willing to do whatever it takes to break this curse and finally be free."
The old hag smiles, her eyes twinkling in the candlelight. "Then let us begin," she says. And with that, she begins to reveal the secrets that will help me on my journey to break the curse and reclaim my life.
