By: Garnet Sky
Disclaimer: I don’t own Danny Phantom
Oranges do NOT keep cats out of Christmas trees. I doubt pine cones would have worked any better.
The Wizard in the Ring
The key clicked in the lock. The jailer stared at the trembling figure in the corner. He took in her slender waist, the dark raven locks were dirty and matted with filth and grime, her olive skin grey– barely visible beneath the dirt. She wore what once had been a dancer’s finery.
“Come,” he told her in a gruff voice.
Though barely able to stand, she held her head up defiantly. “I stand by what I said,” she told him.
“We all know that, but you have one last visitor who wishes to see you before sentence is carried out,” the jailer told her.
She narrowed her eyes at that.