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Inktober #13 - RISE -

The rising sun tickled the little witch and woke her up from a restless sleep.

Wiwi had continued to stare into the fire and had trouble finding sleep in the first place; worried about what might come now and where she should go.
What is the right thing to do? What if she doesn't find whatever she is looking for?
The two stars despite being joyful and positive around her couldn't really help extinguishing that growing feeling of doubt and negativity in her.
This was her chance to prove herself and to find her strength and... magic.
Without that she can hardly call herself a witch after all.

Wiwi felt alone.
Well, she was used to being alone actually and never had any problems with that really. She was content with being by herself without anyone nagging at her or belittling her...
But now that she actually experienced having someone around her, sharing her alone time with someone else... someone she probably could've called a friend.

The little witch didn't just feel alone. She felt lonely.

With a deep sigh Wiwi stood up and buried the remains of the campfire.
The two little stars noticed Wiwi's sadness and swirled around her, smiling and trying to cheer her up.
She showed a faint smile and then returned to a woeful expression, not saying anything.

Wiwi grabbed her broom and prepared to take off the ground.
The stars now went silent as well, attaching to her clothes and just being with her for the time being.

With a quiet "ssshhhhh" Wiwi rose up to the morning sky, continuing her uncertain path.

Description
Inktober #13 - RISE -

The rising sun tickled the little witch and woke her up from a restless sleep.

Wiwi had continued to stare into the fire and had trouble finding sleep in the first place; worried about what might come now and where she should go.
What is the right thing to do? What if she doesn't find whatever she is looking for?
The two stars despite being joyful and positive around her couldn't really help extinguishing that growing feeling of doubt and negativity in her.
This was her chance to prove herself and to find her strength and... magic.
Without that she can hardly call herself a witch after all.

Wiwi felt alone.
Well, she was used to being alone actually and never had any problems with that really. She was content with being by herself without anyone nagging at her or belittling her...
But now that she actually experienced having someone around her, sharing her alone time with someone else... someone she probably could've called a friend.

The little witch didn't just feel alone. She felt lonely.

With a deep sigh Wiwi stood up and buried the remains of the campfire.
The two little stars noticed Wiwi's sadness and swirled around her, smiling and trying to cheer her up.
She showed a faint smile and then returned to a woeful expression, not saying anything.

Wiwi grabbed her broom and prepared to take off the ground.
The stars now went silent as well, attaching to her clothes and just being with her for the time being.

With a quiet "ssshhhhh" Wiwi rose up to the morning sky, continuing her uncertain path.