Genre: Fantasy Romance
Word Count: 98
The white roundish fungus on the ground looked like harmless white mushrooms from back home. The old dragon shifter Celia told me to pick several of these mushrooms for a special tea she wanted to make. They smelled worse than a bottle of putrid dung. I hope she doesn’t poison us all with her strange concoctions.
The white mushrooms felt spongy. The pain moved from her stomach, pulsating throughout her body making her legs shake uncontrollably. She wondered as her eyes rolled in back of her head. Did king Demetrius enjoyed their stroll around the garden last night?