Once upon a time, Mop had his faithful teddy stolen.
Seeking Bucket-Ted in the Dark Woods, the owls hooted him to a clearing. Here the wicked witch sat lit by a fire that crackled 'stay away.'
Sadly, unlike you good children he didn't so Witchy enjoyed a surprise roast supper.
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This blog was inspired by First 50 words where you freewrite from a single word prompt. I use random words or images to create flash fiction in formats ranging from twitter postcards to short short stories.