Tiny Bubbles Castle Rock Novels & Stories

When I do, I can see that there are two coming our way. I look at Drake and hold up two fingers, pointing in the direction that the two are coming. He and I take off in the opposite direction. When we’re far enough away, I stop, turning to check behind us. “They must have some sort of alarm when someone passes through the barrier,” I say quietly. We double back toward the scent of magic and find an old castle. Drake’s creepy castle has nothing on this one. It has vines growing up the walls, and huge turrets with gargoyles on the top. It’s dark and dank looking, with torches burning in the front.

It stood on two hind legs as it smoked a cigar that released bubbles instead of smoke. On top of its head, there were furry little hornets with colourful wings. They flew around and collected the bubbles. The bubbles were then tossed into a portal that was as big as their size. They were only the size of a human thumb. Jennet was in awe as she enjoyed watching those tiny creatures doing their jobs. She adored their cuteness! Her intense ane voiceless stare drew unwanted attention from the hornets. They became anxious. Luckily, the green-back turtle noticed their discomfort.