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The river looked deep and tough to cross.
She had to get to the other side that had steep steps leading to the hill-top.
She had to get to the witch's hut.
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She had no clue how to do so.
What would have taken her only a few steps, now seemed like herculean effort and a distant dream.
But, she was never a quitter.
She had to figure out which potion to drink to regain her original size.
The witch had shrunk her to the size of an ant!
She continued her journey to the hut on the hill optimistically.
Is it safe to visit the hut on the hill? What do you feel happens next? Do share.
100-Words story for Friday Fictioneers
