Storytelling with lemonde

There once was a branch that saw a lot of hangings. Those that deserved dying and those that were unjustly hung. This went on for a very long time until the people revolted and put an end to the public hangings, demanding proper justice through trial. Well, this branch was no longer being used and through a change of hands, someone got a hold of this branch and fashioned it into a scythe. This  was used for harvesting every year  until it was stolen. Now, the robber was a robin hood type, a vigilante. He began using the scythe for his righteous killings, eliminating the entitled and the abusive rich. This vigilante went on this way for a very long time, no one knew him and he was never caught. Eventually, his exploits passed on to become legend. One day, a lone woman came upon an old scythe hidden in an abandoned farm. Don’t ask me what she was doing in the abandoned farm, I do not know. She picked up the old scythe and decided to put it to use again not as it was but as a wand. She fashioned the scythe into a wand, and when finished held it in her hand, proud of her work. She picked up the wand and put it to use. As time passed, she became quite an adept wizard, the wand her ever faithful companion.