Inktober Day Nineteen – Scorched

“I had wondered why all my trees were burnt,” sighed Reala.
“It gets worse,” claimed Sprite. “She’s dug up your vegetable patch.”
“The fiend!” cried Reala, shaking her fists at the sky.

 

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