She'd never witnessed something like this, but the little girl in front of her really did seem able to call on a thunderstorm whenever she wanted to.
Only slowly recovering from her bewilderment, she whispered softly to the girl: "What else can you do?"
The little girl did not speak, but within a minute, wild animals came crawling, padding and flying towards them.
"How..." She coughed. "How are you able to do all this?"
Just shrugging, the girl still seemed to have no intention of speaking.
"Well, that doesn't matter. Now, we should get you out of here, alright? You know what they do to witches, even one as small as you."
With eyes that suddenly widened, the girl nodded.
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Tiny Stories Part 2
Short StoryMy 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.
