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(c) 2015, Barbara W. Beacham

From her small balcony, the witch watched the world go by.

Everything seemed quiet but she knew she needed to be on high alert. She relished the silence for a moment longer, but the time had come to prepare for the storm.

A raven arrived with fresh news of another sister attacked by a mob. The sisterhood had worked hard to present witches as valuable members of society. But a little boy and girl had disappeared as if by magic and who else could be behind it but a wicked witch?

‘How bad?’

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The cawed words made her shudder.

No matter what they did, history always kept repeating itself.


My ability to take a lovely picture and turn it into something dark manifests itself again for this week’s Mondays Finish the Story… Here are all stories for the witch prompt.

20 thoughts on “fire fire

  1. It is not history that repeats itself, rather the ignorance of mankind and its inability to learn from previous mistakes. For history is created by mankind. A very dark take indeed.


    1. Thank you so much for your lovely words about my blog! And thanks for the nomination. Now, I don’t really accept awards but since I’ve not put a note up anywhere, you can’t really know that. Anyway, I’ve used one of your questions as the inspiration for today’s story 🙂

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