[PQ] mushroom hunt

MILDEW

Caught in the middle of a hundred and five

Oh dear - it seemed neither of her fortunes went down very well. It was hardly the first time in Mildew's life her predictions had garnered a negative reaction, but it was disappointing to have children unhappy with their lot. "Well, you both seem thoroughly thrilled." She said jokingly, mercifully ignoring Everest mentioning a specific name.

Then it was time for stew and dessert and for them to go home; Mildew enjoyed looking after the kids, but was always a little glad when they went too - she'd never wanted to be a parent. Looking after nature was much easier; it didn't complain or decide it didn't like the food it had had for years suddenly. It was sensible and consistent and very, very old. Just like her.

She sent the kids home with a little box of the mushrooms they'd found and two bracelets made from Swamp weeds and wood. Usually she'd enchant these before giving them away, but hopefully simply the item itself would be enough for a child. Waving goodbye at the edge of the Feverlands, the witch disappeared back into the wild.



{FIN}

The night was heavy and the air was alive