THE UNFORGETTABLE ENCOUNTER WITH A HAG
Once upon a time, there was a young man named Jack who lived in a small village near a dense forest. Jack was an adventurous soul, and he loved to explore the forest and discover its secrets. One day, he decided to venture deeper into the woods than he had ever gone before.
As Jack walked through the forest, he heard a cackling laugh that made him stop in his tracks. He looked around but saw nothing out of the ordinary. Suddenly, he heard a voice.
“Who goes there?” the voice asked.
Startled, Jack turned to see an old hag with deep-set eyes and a wrinkled face staring at him.
“I-I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to disturb you,” Jack stammered.
“You’re not from around here, are you?” the hag asked, eyeing him suspiciously.
“No, I’m not,” Jack admitted.
“Well, you should be careful in these woods. They can be dangerous for those who don’t know their way around,” the hag warned.
“Thank you for the advice,” Jack said, nodding his head respectfully.
The hag looked at him for a moment longer before turning to go back to her hut.
“Wait,” Jack called out. “Can I ask you something?”
The hag turned back to him. “What is it you want to know?”
“I’ve heard stories about you, about your magic and your powers,” Jack said. “Are they true?”
The hag cackled, revealing a mouth full of crooked teeth. “Oh, they’re true enough. But magic comes at a price, young man. Are you willing to pay it?”
“I don’t know,” Jack said, unsure.
“Then perhaps it’s best that you keep your distance from me,” the hag said, turning to leave once more.
“Wait!” Jack called out again. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to offend you. I just wanted to know more about you, about your life here in the forest.”
The hag stopped and turned to face him again. “Very well, I suppose there’s no harm in telling you a little bit about myself. But don’t expect me to give away all my secrets.”
And with that, the hag began to tell Jack about her life in the forest, about the animals she talked to, and the plants she used for her potions. She told him about the price of magic and the sacrifices that had to be made to achieve it. And for the first time, Jack began to understand the true power of the hag and the mystery that surrounded her.
As the sun began to set, the hag bid him farewell and disappeared into the woods. Jack returned to the village, his mind filled with wonder and questions. He knew that he would never forget the encounter, and that the hag would remain forever etched in his memory as a symbol of the magic and mystery that lay just beyond the edges of his understanding.
AUTHOR: K I D S I N C O
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