crystal ball

Prammy scratched his grizzly unshaven face and poked his head through the door.

Witchy Witch was still peering into the crystal ball.

Prammy continued to meander in and out. Anorexia? Wish he could frogmarch her to the dining..He heaved a deep sigh.

After a short while, Witchy Witch sauntered into the sitting and ensconced herself on the sofa.

” Need a cuppa?” Prammy crooned glancing sidelong at her.

” No thanks. I’d better mosey along.”

Prammy silently watched her stalking away. Is she in cahoots with someone?

No sooner had Witchy Witch left than Prammy heard the blast…

Eugi’s weekly prompt. Thank you so much for the prompt and such a lovely quote Eugenia. 🙂

Published by Smita Ray

I hail from the northeastern town of India Gorakhpur. My perpetual displeasure arose from the hypocrisy in the society underneath the semblance of religion, culture. The conditioning for compliance urged me to put down the impressions in my mind. A few years ago I took to blogging in a language I was yet to make my own. I was fortunate enough to have my pieces published on websites like Spillwords, Quiver Review, Elephant Journal, and anthologies published under Indie Blue Publishing, Spectrum of thoughts, Flairs and Glairs. I believe I am a work in progress.

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