you recite an ancient plea
"Friends..Thy mistake shall be forgiven by God if thy life is
spared. I am not a witch..I practice dealings with none but the Lord,
Save me from thy devil's clutch." you say.
"Witch..You shall burn for your dealings with the devil..Goodie
Briggs is a witch!" You hear someone cry from the crowd.
"I have given chances to save yourselves..You shall all
suffer!" you scream. You whisper an old spell that your
grandmother taught you and all of a sudden you are floating above the
flames that were going to be your death.
