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The Natterer ran through the wood.

A shadow covered his tracks. A claw reached down from the sky. A broom swooped low and picked him up. The Witch of the Wood was out and about.

She took him to the cottage and stood him on the table. She hurried and scurried filling the pot with notions and potions. She sang her wicked song.

Super Nat was rescue ready. Alerted he set off for the cottage. He stormed in with a startling screech.

The witch ran. The cat ran. The broom flew and the pot boiled over.

The Natterer was safe.

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    Neville Hunt 8 months ago

    I Vilja pain, Natterer!

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    Brian Mackinney 8 months ago

    You can find an illustrated version of this Drabble on

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    Drew Martyn 8 months ago

    Love the drabble - and the site Brian :) Who's the artist?

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    Brian Mackinney 8 months ago

    My friend Clive has developed the web site. He’s put some on YouTube with sound effects.

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