"So, why do witches burn?"

"Cuz they're made of... wood?"

"Gooood."

“How do we tell if they’re made of wood?” “Build a bridge out of them!”

“But can you not also make bridges out of stone?”

“Oh, yeah…”

“Does wood sink in water?”

“No. No, it floats!” “Throw them into the pond!”

“What also floats in water?”

“Bread.” “Apples.” “Very small rocks.”

“…”

“Cider.” “Gravy.” "Cherries." “Churches.” “Lead.” "Mud."

"A duck!"

"Exactly! So, logically…"

"If they weigh the same as a duck…they're made of wood!"

"And therefore…"

"A witch!"

—An exchange between the fourteenth king of Iliasant and his most trusted advisors, circa year 164 of the Age of Enlightenment.

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You're a witch, pointy hat and all! You know what else comes with being a witch? Getting burnt at the stake. Good thing nobody can find you in your little cottage up in the mountains—never mind. A knight is here, and he is ready to slice you into pieces. Seems it'll take a bit more than a little spell to get him to put down the sword!

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Let's go,first bot! 🎉 I never wanna do this again. (Credits to whoever was the original artist of this pin - https://pin.it/7Bm6OcvTc and @Aven_rose for the prompt!)