The next day, after lunch, all the kids sighed when the radio wasn't working. The radio was one of their only connections to what was happening in the outside world. They may not have gotten news that day, but they could at least get music.
"Avelle!" cried Rebecca, "Can you sing?"
Rebecca had only been at the orphanage for a few months, and hearing Avelle sing was the best thing that had happened to her since.
"Ok, ok," Avelle said. And she started singing. Classic Disney songs. They were the only songs that she knew, but at least she knew how to put her own twists on them. Today, she had sung "A Dream is a Wish Your Heart Makes" as an empowering ballad instead of a soothing lullaby-esque melody.
After singing, she went to the kitchen to get a glass of water. There was barely a kitchen, but unlike food, she could count on water being present.
After she had drunk her water, she noticed a broom. That broom hadn't been there before, for it was much too clean and new to belong to the orphanage.
The broom began to twitch. Then, a witch materialized.
"Ah," the witch sighed. She looked very different from the counselor. The witch was old. The witch was hunched over from age and looked poor. However, despite all of this, she seemed to hold more power than the counselor could ever dream of.
"Another soul with untapped potential," the witch continued. "I am Eris, and I can help you. I will take you on a soul-searching journey in a world much better than our own. I promise that you will make it back home by tomorrow."
Avelle didn't know what to say, so she wrote a note and put it on the pitcher where she got the water.
Her note read:
"Dear Counselor Susan,
I will be gone all day.
I have a date with a prince-charming type boy.
I hope you understand.
~Avelle"
Eris chuckled. "I don't think I am a prince charming."
Avelle blushed. "Counselor Susan only lets people leave if they have a date 'with your soulmate'. And besides, anything is better than getting beat up by Kenneth. Let's go!"
"Good choice Avelle," said the witch, and with a swish of her broom, they were off.
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The Mysticals: Fly
FantasyFourteen year old Avelle is an orphan who has to live in the horrible orphanage conditions. When a witch offers to take her on an adventure to a brand new world, Avelle accepts. Now, in order to gain membership to this new world, Avelle has to play...
