This is a story I've been working on that I'd like to hear some feedback on! I have most of it written already, so I'll try to update it in incriments of 5 chapters, about once a week. Hope you all enjoy!
Chapter 1:
A New Pair of Slippers
As the Wicked Witch of the West, less formally known as Clara, lounged on a sofa, scrutinizing her vast collection of slippers, she grew more and more greedy. She had won the ruby slippers, and the silver slippers. She had inherited several pairs of silk slippers. She had embroidered, floral, and lacy slippers of every color of the rainbow, even the worn slippers stolen by the wolf from Little Red Riding Hood's grandmother, and yet, still she was not content. What she needed were slippers of gold and glass. She called upon one of her seven dwarf servants, enslaved when her sister had needed someone to mine rubies for the glorious magical ruby slippers.
"Dwarf, gather your incompetent friends and mine me some gold. I wish for magnificent slippers of the finest metal in the world!" she ordered.
"Yes, your majesty, we shall leave at once!" the dwarf hastened to say, for he knew what would happen if he dared refuse her. No sooner had he left the room, she had called another of her vast amount of servants, this time an elf whom she had snatched from a poor shoemakers shop one winter in the early hours of morning.
When he arrived, she wasted no time in ordering the poor creature to gather the rest of the elves, who had an uncanny talent for making shoes, and start work on the golden slippers that were to be made. The elf tried to resist, defending himself with things like a pair of golden slippers would be awfully uncomfortable and painful to wear, but, alas, the elf was no match for the terrible witch.
Clara, feeling quite content with herself, sat and contemplated where she would find glass slippers. Unfortunately, she thought to herself, she had yet to acquire a glass blower. So she must steal some from someone else, that much was for certain. But who would have such a unique pair of slippers, surely she was the only person to think of such a thing!
Uncertain of what to do, the witch called upon one of her messengers to go throughout the kingdom and observe every girl whose slipper size was 8 ½ to see if any of them possessed a pair of the strange slippers. Once he had left, all that was left to do was wait.
