His Regret
And let’s not forget the part where I had drunk the wrong potion.
Yeah, I’m stupid and doomed, but hear me out.
So, I had placed the glowing bottle down in objection to the Witch’s offer and had been strolling away in the opposite direction. But then the Witch had slipped into my head once more and skillfully prompted me to consider her offer once again.
I had considered it, accepted it, and had taken the Potion afterward, unaware of the fact that it was the wrong potion bottle.
Don’t fret. I didn’t die, else I wouldn’t be here telling you this.