Prompt Word: Kid Minervie and Chip 75 Cathy had run out of questions, and Graendle, the treant, had nothing more to add. Nobody was yelling, and nothing was out of the ordinary. Cathy said, “Treant, it was good to meet you, and thank you for taking the time to answer my questions.” Graendle said, “I answered because Chip is worried. Worried that if I don’t answer, then you make that witch’s life harder, and that would make his life harder....

Prompt Word: Hedge Minervie and Chip 74 Graendle rumbled deeply to the team, “The witch and I have never been friendly, and that isn’t about to start now.” Cathy spoke up, “Back on topic, treant, what do you know of the Unicorn?” Greandle’s upper branches quivered, “It appeared, though I was not there to see it, on the same day as the last visit. I have heard from the wood, that it appeared in a tree, and the tree broke under it....

Prompt Word: Odd Minervie and Chip 73 The group, led by Cathy and Minervie stepped out into the clearing. Chip waved at Graendle from Minervie’s hip. Graendle, voice like an old mill in a wind storm, spoke, “I recognize some of you, and others are new.” Cathy responded, “I’m Cathy, and I have questions you might be able to answer.” Graendle creeked more slowly, with less screetch and more groan, “Cathy, then, what are your questions?...

Prompt Word: Mug Minervie and Chip 72 The party made its way toward Graendle the treant. There were no sightings of anything that wasn’t already part of the observed creatures. There was a minor confrontation with a particularly territorial juvenile black hart, but Minervie bound it quite expertly. Cathy tried multiple times to talk to Chip and spark his imagination, but Chip would just reply with, “That’s silly,” and “Why would that exist?...