MILDEW
Caught in the middle of a hundred and five
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