The Two Witches
Here is a short story I wrote a couple years back. Enjoy! In a place long forgotten there live two boys, Rorimac and Madoc. There world was secluded and mystical. Stretching for miles were woods and fields of flowers to play in. All around were small villages of people enjoying their simple lives. And the children enjoyed playing outside their homes in the woodlands. Everything was harmonic. On this day, like any other day, Rorimac and Madoc had been playing. Neither expected to meet witches. Neither expected what trouble those witches would bring. While running about, Rorimac began to realize he was lost. He wished to get home sooner rather than later nor did he want their game to last for much longer. There was a feast tonight. It was a lovely evening. The sky was tinted red as the first stars showed themselves. “Fantastic,” muttered Rorimac as he sat down to rest. Closing his eyes, he enjoyed listening to the sounds of the wilderness, but suddenly a son...