Well, thank dhia we are here. " Well, we better get
going? said Agnes. Gwen nodded and started to go
up the mountain. It was not really steep so they
could bring their wagon up. " Well, we are almost
there." said Gwen.
" I am cold," said Agnes shivering. Gwen gave
Agnes her brown leather jacket, since they could
not get into the wagon, as they still were going up
the mountain. "No, do not give me your jacket, it is
okay I can survive." Gwen insisted though so Agnes
took it.
Two hours later...
"Gwen, I am hungry. Can we stop to eat please?'
said Agnes. You could hear her stomach growling
like a bear that has not eaten for five years. Gwen
agreed and they stopped at a secure looking place.
They both went inside and started to eat some wraps
with hummus that gives you energy. After two
wraps
each, their stomachs were so full they looked like
they ate a whole Thanksgiving dinner.
"Should we take a quick nap?" said Gwen. Agnes
agreed and dozed off to sleep on a fuzzy pillow.
Four hours later...
Gwen woke up and saw Agnes in her face saying
"Wake up!" "What do you need from me?" said
Gwen rubbing her eyes.
"It has been four hours since we stopped, we need
to keep going if we are gonna make it on time." said
Agnes.
"Okay let us keep going," said Agnes. After a long
ride they finally made it to the mountain and
managed to enter the mountain easily, where they
found the shimmering, pearly Prinkle. "Okay now
that we have gotten the flower let us go find mom's
body. "Wait there, it says here lies Witch Primrose,"
said Gwen.
"Eww, this is so gross we are going to have to touch
a dead person's body." said Agnes, looking
disgusted.
"Come on, we came all the way here for a reason."
said Gwen. " Okay, here is the moment,"
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When Death Rears Death
FantasyA warlock dies leaving his wife, a witch alone. The witch goes into misery and she sees a vision saying the only way to get her husband back is to kill her sister. She agrees and tries many times to find the right time but she can't because her sist...
