You shouldn’t be here. Your desire for sweetness drew you to my unlit porch. You—the bullied, the outsider—avoid the other children who visit houses adorned with welcome balloons. You’ll find no candy here, but I have what you need. Come and choose one of my black cat’s kittens.
Fiona lives in Western Australia on Noongar Boodja. She is revising her first novel and is too easily distracted by flash and micro.
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Thanks Edith :)
Love this!
Thank you :)
great witchy vibes >:)
Thank you, I was trying to start ominously :)
Ooooh, I really liked this one. I want to know more about the narrator and this lonely child. Very well done!
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Excellent! Your plot had me wondering until the last line. (Which is as it should be.)
Ha ha, guess he could be the next Harry Potter :)