"Its cold." He whispered through cracked lips. I looked around as a cold breeze blew my hair in my face. "Lemme try this again..." I said more to myself than anyone else. I snapped my fingers a few times and nothing happened. "Its not going to wor-" he started to say before I cut him off. "Shh, I almost got it" I snapped my fingers one last time and a flame arose in the palm of my hand. "Still cold?" I asked through grinning lips.
"I told you to be careful what you wished for," the Hag told Nolly, long after the damage had been done, of course.
Face To Face by Jerry Fornarotto
magicalnaturetour: “ Wolf Park by sometimesong on Flickr. ”