The Wishing Well

Word Count: 100


Kagome stared at the well, drawn by its magic. It was sealed, but the blue light was coming though the crevices and cracks of the split wood. She walked to it slowly, reaching her hand out towards it.

The lid vanished, spilling more of the dreamlike essence into the well house.

"Pretty!" She squealed, climbing the well and sitting so her legs were dangling inside. She lifted her hands into to air, playing with the sparkles floating around her, kicking her legs in delight.

She giggled and jumped in, letting the magic envelop her and carry her down the well.