Day 24
👻A little witch with wings too wet to fly.
That leaf-surfing ride a moment ago flipped right over, and down she went with the leaf, blub, blub, blub… The Little Witch Robin, soaking wet. …It was Little Frog who pulled her out. Then, softly, softly, a white ghost appeared and scooped up her friend, Little Frog. "Rib—ribbit~~!?" Up into the night sky, drifting, drifting. "Wh-wh-what do I do…!" A flick of the wand. …Drip. "…Huh?" Out came a single drop of water. She can't ride the broom yet. Her wings are wet and heavy. A robin in a muddle, a little witch in a puddle. Halloween is almost here. "I have to save Little Frog!"🎃👻 (Will Little Frog hop back home?)
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