In my minds eye, Granny sang one of the old songs.
“In the wishing well the norns can tell, who destiny’s weave will compel. Who will wander obscure. Who will shine like a lure. Who will bend human minds, who will hearts spellbind. You might have a wish in mind, but it’s the soul need kind, the wisher will find.”
”Be careful of your intent if you ever wish in a well.”
Never wished much in wells as you might guess. Not even mundane ones. For that kind of heartfelt wishing generate oodles of psychic energy.
Now I have to!
© RedCat
Time for another 100 word story for Friday Fictioneers this Friday 13th.
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A rhyming well! Great
Oh! Norns! I have studied them. I love how you weaved them into your story. Well done.
Thanks for introducing me to Norns. They are having a field day around the world at the moment…!