A Visit to Forbidden Forest

by Bruce Halison

  Brady tended to shoot at Francis, yet his charm backfired due to the influence of Francis’s wayward charms. The wicked charm came home to roost as he was transforming now. His back was churning like severe spasm. No, he was literally grown with wings!

  ‘Charm to growing wings on dead objects,’ said Bobby, ‘it definitely your favorite childhood trick!’

  ‘See,’ said one sorcerer, ‘it was for dead object. You’re too dead inside, that’s why it worked on your equally wicked body!’

  ‘Bye-bye Brady…’ Francis bid farewell intentionally.

  Brady The Planner was moved up and up without self-control. He was lifted to the sky, waiting no one but rotting in the midair.