She was trapped with nowhere else to go.
Defeated, she took the rosy apple from the outstretched hand, and bit into the poisoned flesh. Then threw it, hard, at the witch’s face.
If she was going to die, she might as well break the old hag’s nose in the process.
This was written for Day 5 of “A Month of Mini Writing Challenges“. See this page here for more details and a list of prompts.
Sammi Cox 
Hah, that’s the kind of princess I like. Great take.
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Yeah, this princess is a little feisty. 🙂
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Ha ha, make your own twist, princess!
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I don’t think this princess knows how to play by the book! 🙂
How’s your arm mending Joy?
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Indeed – or playing by a different book!
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Oops — well, still typing one-handed, so sometimes I hit send when I don’t mean to, lol. It feels a little better every day, but I’m still pretty limited. I’m going to the orthopedic surgeon today, so I’ll know more then.
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