“Hidden in the forest,” was all the witch would say,
before her thin lips clamped shut so tightly that her nose met her chin. But
Matilda was determined to retain her beauty, and searched obsessively until,
one dark winter day, the skeletal trees revealed their secret.
She drank deeply each full moon, and as the years
passed she remained unchanged. Her children grew and had children of their own,
but Matilda outlived them all.
Finally, alone, and shunned by superstitious
villagers, she made one last trip to the fountain. They never found her body.
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C E Ayr's photo gave me an idea for a story immediately, but I had to go shopping first. Luckily the story stayed in my mind till I got home and put the dinner in the oven. Now I must hurry to post this before it burns!
If you'd like to read other stories, go to Rochelle's blog and follow the froggy link. https://rochellewisoff.com/
And if you're stock-piling for a possible spell in self-isolation, don't forget to buy books! I have four books on Amason now - the latest, LANDSLIDE, you can get simply by clicking on the image at the top right of my blog. The first two in my LIVING ROCK series are A VOLCANIC RACE & WOLF PACK, or there's my historical novel HELTER-SKELTER.
