A tragedy has struck the folks of Polk's Yolk Hatchery. Young Purrcy Wurst was found, near dead of thirst, just south of the local river mouth. He had for days, been missing, his words a raspy hissing. His father, Eustace Wurst, recounts his final verse. "The curse!" Then little Purrcy reared his head, to utter ought, but now he's dead. Purrcy's brother, Chester Wurst, then into fits of tears did burst. He proclaimed he would dispel this wretched curse from depths of Hell. He took his cross and Holy Word and marched across the river ford. Chester trudged for two long days, away within an arbor maze. Till morning three did Chester see, an opening of stone and tree. Within the depths of rock and wood, Chester stood. Facing now an eldritch witch, a wicked thing betwixt, both woman and a lich. "What seek ye now young daring feline?" "To free my brother, death entwined! Lift this curse and set him free, in place of him, I offer me!" The witch then grinned and vision thinned. The branches cracked and shadows danced, now Chester found himself entranced. The will of eldest brother wailed, but soon against the hexes failed. The witch was pleased, she'd had her fun, but Chester soul was far from done. The witch would likely not have guessed the soul of eldest Chester blessed. His spirit cursed now with unrest, began to wrest the witch's nest. Her screams and woes of death begun as branches cleared to beams of sun. Her final act, a wisp of ill, did render Chester's body killed. His soul aloft the trees and stream, yet peaceful did the spectre seem. Through yonder field could Chester see, his brother Purrcy living free.
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