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The Clearing
Wisps of smoke rise from the bubbling pot.
The witches chant. “We invoke thee, young one. Come to us!”
Slowly, the maiden walks, trancelike, into the clearing.
They beckon. “Closer!”
The maiden pulls a toy pistol from her pocket, fires.
Water lacerates their skin. They shriek and turn to ash.
Thanks so much for reading my 50-word short story. This is my contribution to the weekly 50-word short story challenge. This week the prompt is "witch."
If you're a writer but have never tried writing 50-word shorts, I encourage you to give it go. It's a great way to work on writing impactful scenes, and making every word count.
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