It had seemed so easy at first, catching a goat as one of the sacrifices needed to summon a demon from the other realm. She hadn't planned for it at all, and had merely set out to capture the first mountain goat she laid eyes on.
As she went after said goat, however, the animal had sprouted an extra two heads and a row of spikes across its back. More worryingly though, it also appeared able to breathe a sort of poisonous fog.
Then, a thought struck her. Why even bother sacrificing this beast to a demon, when it was so close to demonic itself?
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Tiny Stories Part 2
KurzgeschichtenMy second collection of microfiction, sometimes dealing with the mundane, but mostly dealing with the magical. Unlike the first collection, the stories in this one are based on inktober prompts.
