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Inspired by some historical non-fiction focused on German astronomer Johannes Kepler, this is far more fun than a 17th century witch hunt should be. Katharina Kepler is an independently wealthy widower who loves her cow Chamomile, swears by her herbal remedies, and has raised some capable children, one who has gone on to big city fame as the Imperial Mathematician. Clearly she's a witch!
Accused of poisoning Ursula Reinbold, a Leonberg Karen with eyes on Kepler's wealth and fuelled by a not insignificant amount of petty jealousy, Katharina is quick to dismiss the outlandish claims. But apparently you don't need social media and infotainment channels to stoke the fires of fake news. Pretty soon folks are coming out of the woodwork, certain that in light of this new information previously benign incidents could in fact be attributed to Katharina's witchy powers. After all, according to some residents, “The matter of how we came to know is simple — we already knew.” Who can argue with logic like that?
With the help of her neighbour Simon, Katharina shrugs aside the slings and arrows of outrageous fortune and embarks on a warm and witty defence, going high when they go low. Four centuries later it still echoes our current climate.