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Between the wet, rumbling weather and the obscure path leading to this digital Geocache location, I was startled to see anyone else there.
The lady was standing by the "Queen Lily" pond, gazing pensively at it's rain-frothed surface. She was drenched, wearing a dark green smock and moss colored slippers. It looked like her emerald eye-shadow had run down onto her cheeks, blended by water droplets. Like a clover blush.
"It looks like a Skunk Cafe is opening nearby!"
"That sounds like an atrocious idea - what's that you've got?"
"A promotional menu and two 50% off coupons!"
"So, what do they serve?"
"Hm. Tomato Juice, Sun-dried Tomato Scones, Tomato soup, Tomato omelettes, Pasta with tomato sauce, virgin Bloody Mary's..."
"...I'm sensing a strong theme."
"Ooh, there's a chance to win a free tomato based spa treatment!"
"I'm also sensing a lack of confidence."
"Why is this tavern called The Weeping Witch?"
"You've never heard the tale?"
"Obviously."
"It's about a young witch and how her heart was broken--"
"By a man?"
"No. She didn't get into the college she applied for so she forged her own way; started her own company only to have her revolutionary new spell stolen by her business partner. Some say her tears were so salty she made earth and creatures around her barren."
"...Hardcore."
@Annalee I understand that you can invite me to wandering.shop?
May I request an invitation? I promise to be good(ish).
Teryl's Tales of Whim~
Nick
Micro SF/F stories by O Westin