Willamena's wish

This is my first visit to Monday's Finish the Story! where we are given a sentence with which (witch?)to start our story.

From her small balcony, the witch watched the world go by. She hadn’t flown anywhere for a while, spending most of her time reading her witchionary of spelling.

Willamena led a lonely life. Most of her friends had settled down with warlocks, and many now had little ones. Perhaps it was time to find herself a partner. She wondered which way to go about it.

When she was young, she used to frequent her local pub, The Cauldron and enjoy brews and potions with her mates. That was probably the place to start.

She straightened the point on her hat, shook the dust from her favourite gown and after casting a spell or two she set off on her trusty broomstick.

I’m pleased to report that she was successful. The first person she came across was an old flame, Walter who was on a similar mission.

From their small balcony, the witch, her warlock and witchling William watch the world go by......

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