The pirate witch had a lot of dislikes and fears. She did not like to be holed up with a lot of people in cramped spaces. She disliked loud bangs and could not stand the sound of a sea shanty. But most of all, she had an overwhelming fear of the open seas and oceans.
There was, however, one thing she liked more than anything: treasure. And if getting her hands on treasures meant having to cast draining magic just to prevent herself from throwing up constantly, then she supposed that was a price she had to pay.
That said, she'd still rather try to find a Fountain of Fearlessness than a Fountain of Youth.
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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.
