The day was far from over, and with each of them holding the wish-granting potion in their hands, the lure of its effects, its power, encroached on their curiosity. Taking some time away from the inn and each other, each was scattered throughout the village trying to unwind from the stress of the day, along with the events of the recent weeks.
Sitting by herself in a secluded corner of the only park that edged the open holt, Audrey admired the potion's glass as it glittered before her. In her hand, it seemed so small, and yet its powers were immense. If only there were some way to discard the negative effects and only take the positive, she would've taken it in exchange for a more mature body, perhaps for strength, or perhaps for something else.
