Cluj, June 13, 1689
My name is Ersebet, I’m 31 years old and I’ve been condemned to the stake for witchcraft. The process was quick and the witnesses were very attentive to blame me for all the possible evil due to my useful concoctions.
The judges have inflicted me the stake proof before the water proof. They bounded my hands and foots and they throw me into Somes. I died drowned not burned.
Just a small consolation ...
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Tinovul Mohos, Harghita district, February 18, 2015
My name is Ersebet and I’m back in my favorite places, in my enchanted garden, in the cradle of my knowledge. In this place, that you call Tinovul Mohos now, there are no more witches but tourists and nature lovers.
My favorite plant, the Drosera with red hair, has become a protected species, and it is forbidden to pick it up. But I found someone in this world that cultivates it and I taught him how to make the potion in his sleep.
In Internet we say that it is good for coughs...
See also The Diary of a Witch: Part 1