As people moved elegantly to the music, she stirred her drink while weaving through the crowd, exchanging pleasantries everywhere she went.
Years ago, she had been an awkward girl, with social skills that were barely worth that name. Back then, she had still repressed her inborn magic, and what a mistake that had been. Once she let her power flow free, her life had changed course drastically.
She was charismatic now, had managed to pave a way into high society, and with a little nudging, she could get people to do whatever she wanted.
The witch smirked. The world truly lay at her feet.
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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.
