 SUMMER FOREVER
“OWWWW!” Etta yelled as her fingers brushed against the the rock underneath the stove, almost burning her hand in the process because of all the twisting that she’d done earlier. She'd turned on the flame, hadn't she? Great, now she could add burns to the list of injuries of the day. Ugh. She watched the tips of her fingers turn bright red, realising that she was going to have do something about it. But.. first and foremost, where was the brooch? It had to be the answer, right? At least, it had to be the only answer that made sense. Or was her guess wrong? Nope, that couldn't be possible but if it wasn't under the stove.. maybe it was somewhere else. Was she to go searching again? But, just when she was about to give up.. the girl noticed something almost incredible.
She watched, her eyes widening in surprise, as the knob that she had pulled out earlier was slowly transforming into.. a brooch. The gold brooch that belonged to Isolt Sayre. Uh. Well, that was unexpected but she was also extremely relieved. The girl stared at the brooch, that was sitting on her hand for a moment or two, marvelling at how beautiful it was. So old and yet, it hadn’t lost it's beauty or it's charm. Finally, she wrapped her fingers around it and dropped it into her pocket carefully before picking up her wand, quickly making her way right back to where the entrance door was. She looked around for a little bit. Now, that she had secured both the items..
The girl simply stood, unable to stop the smile that was tugging the corners of her lips. It was a nice feeling.. even if she'd taken a bit of time, she was literally done with the challenge. Etta sighed, chewing her lower lip in thought. Now.. what, though? Was she done? Could she leave? But.. she couldn't just leave, could she? Maybe she had to wait for a while, until someone showed up. Maybe. Who knew how long it would take? She pulled out the brooch and studied it for a while, absently walking around the lower floor of the shack.
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