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.]

Comments

[on-a-yoyo.livejournal.com]

[He'll attempt one, too, though yours is far sadder to look at, I'm sure.]

Somethin' wrong? You've been out here for a while.

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

[She sighs]

It's Rob. He's one of the Feegles I was telling you about.

...They droned him.

[0n-a-yo-yo.livejournal.com]

Oh... I see...

...

Do you know why they might've?

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

I don't know. I thought it might be something he'd done but I haven't seen him for weeks.

I don't think he's being punished for something.

[0n-a-yo-yo.livejournal.com]

So... you think he's gone home, then...

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

[She sighs]

I hope so.

[on-a-yoyo.livejournal.com]

[He pats her hand.]

Hey, hey, of course! Mayfield's always sending people back and forth, right?

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

...Right.

[ona-yoyo.livejournal.com]

So you can go ahead and worry--you wouldn't be normal if you didn't--but you can't let this get you down for too long. I don't think Rob would want you to be sad for too long, especially if he's been sent back home.