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It was the little green girl who lived in the forest; she was
wraith like. Alice, as in fantasy land. Yet this was real, no
fairytale. Tea cups clinked. Two big ones were in use. Alice's and
It was the little green girl who lived in the forest; she was wraith like. Alice, as in fantasy land. Yet this was real, no fairytale. Tea cups clinked. Two big ones were in use. Alice's and another. Whose? And several smaller ones. The warrior woman circled the picnic site, weapon ready. The unheld tea cup hovered in the air. Unseen hands held it. The girl indicated, 'Sit Down.' The warrior advanced, spear tip ahead. In a sudden movement faster than the eye, the sharp tip caught the child's right arm. Blood flowed and her half full cup fell. Tea covered her and mixed with overly red blood. The warrior wiped her spear on the girl's dress, took the second cup from mid air and sat down. The child glared but remained silent. Her blood confirmed her life force. Who was she though? A sentry for the Devil, for her enemies or Cernunnos? Or all? She was pretty but it was a fake beauty. Stolen from willing and unwilling souls. Her age was measured in multiple centuries and not years. The beautiful toy dolls were surreal and out of place. Yet after recent events, anything was possible. "Why?" growled the warrior witch, heart thudding?