In the rolling hills that bordered the eerie Ghoulish Boglands, there lived a woman named Drusilla. Her early life was unremarkable, spent tending to the wildflowers and watching the distant storms that often rolled over the hills. But beneath her quiet exterior, something powerful slumbered. The hills were not far from the legendary swamp known as the Boglands, a place of dark magic and ancient curses. It was here that Drusilla’s fate would change forever.
One stormy evening, as lightning split the sky above her home, Drusilla felt a strange pull toward the storm. She had always been fascinated by thunderstorms, but this time was different. The air crackled with energy, and before she knew it, she found herself outside, standing atop a hill, arms outstretched as if to catch the lightning. The bolt that struck the earth near her didn’t bring destruction — instead, it filled her with a sudden, terrifying power. Electricity danced across her skin, and for a brief moment, she felt as if she could command the storm itself.
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