Something Wicked
Sep 13th, 2011 by thegooddoctor in 100 Words
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She had only one weakness, but as with others of tremendous power–Achilles, Samson–it would be that weakness that would be her undoing.
Her body was a desiccated husk, a mere formality, an inaudible whisper. Her shadow had more of an essence. It was the dryness of her corporeal form that allowed her to create her greatest feats of magic. It was the dryness of her soul that led her to evil.
In the end, it was a bucket of water that occasioned her demise. Once she had tasted water, it was impossible to continue life as a witch.
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