Chapter 3: No Asking Questions!!!
“Wha…. wh… What in the world’s name is that?!” whispered Anne ghostly.
“I… I do not know,” said Esa sickly.
What they saw in front of them was a tiny silver box with a ruby as big as a tennis ball jammed in; the box somehow had a giant knife with a copper handle and a grayish blade sliced into the box. It was like someone, or something was trying get rid of it.
“Who even managed to put the huge knife in there?!” said Anne, the knife’s blade shining in the old latten light. But since the lantern was old the oil burned out, and the light dimmed and faded.
“Don’t worry, my dearest,” Said Esa, finally saying a complete sentence and trying to hug her frightened sister.
The moment Esa said those words, the box gleamed, and a roll of parchment appeared out of nowhere and settled down on the box.
“No,” said Esa. Though she was trying to say something else, that was the only word that came out of her mouth.
“What does it say? “Said Anne, still in a bewildered state. Curly words in cursive slowly appeared. “
It says, “To open me, be my daughters who I lost a long time ago. To a woman who I dearly love, but never gave the children back to me. Then place your hand on the ruby of mine and be ready to be wondered,” said Esa.
“Do not open it, sister “said Anne. “It might be cursed!”
” How?” said Esa in a daring voice.” Remember.”
Esa placed her hand on the ruby desperately as if she wanted to leave the world for good.
“Do it Anne, please. We need to find out! Remember when we were little the Witch got angry because you called her mother? ” said Esa eagerly and ready to adventure.
“That means we are not the Witch’s daughters! “Said Anne suddenly in an excited voice. “Let’s do this! “Cried Anne.
Meanwhile, at the market, the witch was still doing her shopping.
“Bow to the Queen of the Town, you stupid, dumb girl!” Said Isidona,
“Yes, my queen Isi.” said the girl, whose name was Stella Dianna Grand, in a very bored voice.
“Your tone, stinky, dumpy, goat!!! Screamed the Witch so the whole town could hear.
“Now give me your fruits, NOW!!!” screeched Isidona, “We DON’T have ALL DAY to shop!!!” Then the Witch walked to the front of her “palace”; she looked at the attic window of her house and screamed.
“Wha…. wh… What in the world’s name is that?!” whispered Anne ghostly.
“I… I do not know,” said Esa sickly.
What they saw in front of them was a tiny silver box with a ruby as big as a tennis ball jammed in; the box somehow had a giant knife with a copper handle and a grayish blade sliced into the box. It was like someone, or something was trying get rid of it.
“Who even managed to put the huge knife in there?!” said Anne, the knife’s blade shining in the old latten light. But since the lantern was old the oil burned out, and the light dimmed and faded.
“Don’t worry, my dearest,” Said Esa, finally saying a complete sentence and trying to hug her frightened sister.
The moment Esa said those words, the box gleamed, and a roll of parchment appeared out of nowhere and settled down on the box.
“No,” said Esa. Though she was trying to say something else, that was the only word that came out of her mouth.
“What does it say? “Said Anne, still in a bewildered state. Curly words in cursive slowly appeared. “
It says, “To open me, be my daughters who I lost a long time ago. To a woman who I dearly love, but never gave the children back to me. Then place your hand on the ruby of mine and be ready to be wondered,” said Esa.
“Do not open it, sister “said Anne. “It might be cursed!”
” How?” said Esa in a daring voice.” Remember.”
Esa placed her hand on the ruby desperately as if she wanted to leave the world for good.
“Do it Anne, please. We need to find out! Remember when we were little the Witch got angry because you called her mother? ” said Esa eagerly and ready to adventure.
“That means we are not the Witch’s daughters! “Said Anne suddenly in an excited voice. “Let’s do this! “Cried Anne.
Meanwhile, at the market, the witch was still doing her shopping.
“Bow to the Queen of the Town, you stupid, dumb girl!” Said Isidona,
“Yes, my queen Isi.” said the girl, whose name was Stella Dianna Grand, in a very bored voice.
“Your tone, stinky, dumpy, goat!!! Screamed the Witch so the whole town could hear.
“Now give me your fruits, NOW!!!” screeched Isidona, “We DON’T have ALL DAY to shop!!!” Then the Witch walked to the front of her “palace”; she looked at the attic window of her house and screamed.