Post Sixteen: I hate this place

[witchofthechalk]

[Tiifany Aching is a witch. She knows she shouldn't let her emotions control her. But it's hard not to as she sits in the park looking down at the Feegle who seems to think he's a dog now. She's already tried yelling at him and now is just sitting there quietly.

She's in a bit of a shock and will sit like this for a long time. A very long time. Family you may have to come looking for her.]

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[the-wee-big-hag.livejournal.com]

[She glances over to see Nanny and sighs]

....Rob's been droned.

[bananana-dakry.livejournal.com]

[Sits down next to her.]

Mmm, so he has. I ain't heard him swear or ask for a drink yet.

...What'dya recon happens to the mind when the town takes it away from'em?

[the-wee-big-hag.livejournal.com]

And he's acting like a dog.

[And that disturbs her so much...]

I...thought they went home. I know some people have returned there ...and then back again.

But...I'm not sure. This Mrs. Smith...aparently she was someone else and they just made her think she was a different person..

[bananana-dakry.livejournal.com]

[So too with Nanny, but she's keeping her face impassive.]

Well, that too. But that ain't as obvious a sign with Feegles.

...Hmmm. Well, I ain't met this Mrs. Smith, but I'm bettin' you anythin' that Rob made it home OK. He's a Feegle, after all.

[the-wee-big-hag.livejournal.com]

....that's true.

He says they can get out of anywhere.


....except pubs...they have trouble with those.

[There is a small smile on her face, thinking back to the Feegles bursting into her dream, and the first time they told her that]