Vivi wearily pressed her fingers against her temple. The carpenter had come again; his noisy voice disturbing her concentration. He comes to her forest to cut down trees and upset her animal-friends. Usually she would get payback by conjuring a hex, but she was currently too busy mixing a potion to bother.
Nevertheless, there were some benefits when he comes. A raven flew through the window and landed on Vivi's shoulder. After several caws, it recounted what it heard from the carpenter. Once it finished its message, it flew away. So, Vivi thought, someone new is living on the farm.
This is one of those times when I wish that I was back in kindergarten where 100 words would be like writing a novel...I had to cut out so many parts!
