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Word Prompt: brew, cauldron, ghastly, potion, fire, spell, cackle, phantom |
| Three people walking along an overgrown forest path pause to listen to the echoes reverberating through the trees. They hear the distant cackle of phantom laughter, accompanied by the scent of wood smoke, and the crackle of flames. Half-way up the trail, they see a flickering light, like a camp fire. Continuing on they come to a clearing where three ghastly forms, chanting a spell, dance around a cauldron. As if possessed, the three people amble to the cauldron, pick up a three ladles laying on the ground, and dipping them into the brew take a sip of the potion, which trans forms them into bats. Poet's Note: ▶︎ |