By Fallon Clark
The old woman had few concerns and fewer possessions in the quaint cottage hidden within the great forest. Among the towering evergreen trees next to a sparkling river, the home was unassuming and purposefully forgettable. It was peaceful there in the forest, blanketed with fresh snow in the cold of winter. Except for the smoking chimney, nothing stirred. It was a fine afternoon for a rest.
An urgent rap at her door startled the old woman awake from her impromptu nap. She grumbled to herself and blinked through clouded eyes. She cast off the thick wool blanket that covered her tottery legs as she rose from her rocking chair and hobbled toward the door. The thick cloak wound tight around her bony shoulders. Expecting to shoo away a particularly ornery squirrel who liked to pester, the woman further startled to see two small persons. They stood on her front porch and peered at the door with wide eyes and cold-purple lips.[Read more…] about The Witch