[Candycane]: 728.Contest Entries.Five Words.2008.Febuary

Grass grew slowly over the bank of the huge ocean. Being a land of make-believe, this ocean had sugar mixed into it, instead of salt. Drinking this watery-sugary substance would only bring mischief as all the small creatures of the rhelm had too little capacity of processing the sweet granules. In this peaceful rhelm, a young girl lives. She hates the life here. She cannot stand living here. No, it's not because she needs to see a doctor constantly because her own sugar level drops alarmingly, but rather that the small creatures would shun her from activities. She thus grew to become a powerful witch, and when angered, would cause a harsh torrent to plague the land for three days straight, leaving the entire valley's city covered with an inch-thick layer of sugar, the water having evaporated. Occasionally, she'll sit alone in her tower, holding the wick of a soon to be candle, dipping it into the wax, remembering the times when she was happy. Rain fell when her emotions were too sad, and no, sugar did not exist in the rain, leading a peaceful growing season afterwards.