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Playing with Fire
November 19, 2020|Short Story

Playing with Fire

Playing with Fire

Facing the cauldron filled with a bubbling liquid, waving her arms while she casts the spell—Elle prepared to poison an apple.

“Mua ha ha ha,” exclaimed the witch as she dipped a fruit into the boiling liquid. “With this… I’ll get my revenge.”

Elle pulled the apple out of the cauldron and stared at it—all her years of hard work were finally bearing fruit.

You thought I would forget what you did to me, Elle thought, when she heard her son opening the door.

“Mom…” said Corvi, “can you stop screwing around?”

“This time it’s different,” Elle said soothingly. “I’m preparing a present.”

“Anyway…” said Corvi, rolling his eyes. “I was just going to tell you that I’m about to leave.”

“I imagined you would,” Elle said. “Why don’t you take this gift for the princess?”

“Another one of your useless curses, seriously?”

“I’m a different person now, my son,” Elle said.

“Okay…” Corvi said, taking the glowing bright red apple. “Well mom… I’ll see you later.”

Elle smiled. “I hope so.”

“You’re really weird today,” Corvi said before leaving the house.

And so, Corvi took a path through the forest to reach Molly’s castle—the princess, Sally’s daughter. Little did Corvi know, his mother and the queen used to be partners of the king. Sure, before the marriage left Elle out of the game.

Worse still, Corvi was unable to imagine that his mother had planned her revenge for such a long time, and Elle looked forward to the return of her son—but he never came back.

The next day, after spending a sleepless night, Elle went out to find an answer. The road was long and painful, her mind created thousands of terrible scenarios. However, upon reaching the village, she discovered that Corvi did not make it to the party.

Elle ran back to her house—this time she took the path through the forest. Despite the bright sunlight, there was a damp chill in the darkness of shadows. The huge trees had never looked so dark—Elle paid little attention to the signs and ran. Desperately looking for her son, but she couldn’t find any traces of him.

On the verge of losing hope, crying over the dry leaves, she heard a peculiar sound—this was the first time she heard something like it. However, it was very much like the growl of an animal.

“I was expecting you,” said the dark voice from the shadows. “It took you long enough.”

“Who are you?” asked Elle as she got up.

“Can’t you recognize your own son.”

Elle saw the creature’s glowing eyes. Then, the beast emerged from the shadows and landed on top of the witch. She felt the claws piercing her skin.

People still talk about the creature living in that forest—the monster product of revenge.


Sebastian Iturralde

Just a citizen of this beautiful planet, eternal lover of artistic creation and letters; with the certainty that the creative energy comes from nature.


  • S.D. McKinley
    November 19, 2020 at 12:44 pm

    Bravo. The narration really did for this one. I have a web serial going over at my blog, if you wish to check it out. 😀

    This line made me chuckle:

    “You’re really weird today,” Corvi said before leaving the house.

    • November 20, 2020 at 8:34 am

      Thanks. I’m glad you like it and I’ll check your blog to see what you’re writing.

    • S.D. McKinley
      November 20, 2020 at 9:10 am

      I really do appreciate it, sir. 🤠

  • November 19, 2020 at 9:06 pm

    Did your Spanish mentor show you how to write so people want to read? Or did you just kind of figure it out …

    • November 20, 2020 at 8:39 am

      When I first started writing it was really hard to keep the reader engaged. I think that knowing how to write it’s just half of the process. Experience taught me how to create stories that the reader would enjoy.

  • November 26, 2020 at 3:59 pm

    Excellent story!

  • November 27, 2020 at 6:27 pm

    Wow. It was so fun to hear You read this! Thank You and Cheers! 😃

    • March 10, 2021 at 6:05 pm

      Thanks, that was my first audio version of a story and hopefully not the last.

  • November 30, 2020 at 11:17 am

    High quality work and a way to improve my spanish. This ticks todas las casillas haha

  • December 21, 2020 at 10:05 am

    You are a storyteller like me! I am so glad to meet you!

    • March 10, 2021 at 6:06 pm

      I’ll make sure to take a look at some of your stories in my search for inspiration.

    • March 11, 2021 at 9:55 am

      Sure, thanks a lot!😁

  • December 21, 2020 at 10:07 am

    Excellent story and narration

  • January 21, 2021 at 4:41 am

    You really know how to tell a story with your way of words. Thanks for sharing I can’t wait to read more.

    • March 10, 2021 at 6:07 pm

      I’m glad you liked it and hope you enjoy my next story. Thanks!

  • January 21, 2021 at 3:25 pm

    How long do we sit with that mentality when someone wrongs us? Great story, what happens when we can’t let go of the hurt!

    • January 22, 2021 at 11:09 am

      The only thing keeping us connected to the pain are memories, letting go of everything is the way to heal. I recommend spending time listening to nature while maintaining a clear head, silencing the voice of reasoning, focusing on your breath, at least once a day to help you let go.

  • January 23, 2021 at 11:14 pm

    Yes I have been told that focusing on the breath and listening to meditation music is very helpful and it helps you focus and release stress.

  • April 24, 2021 at 11:24 am

    This is stunning! Thank you! 🙏

    • April 24, 2021 at 6:46 pm

      Thank you for your beautiful words and enjoy life to its fullest.

  • May 3, 2021 at 8:15 am

    It’s such a nice storyy….I wish I had writing skills like you!

  • May 3, 2021 at 8:22 am

    please visit my blog too….

  • May 3, 2021 at 8:53 am

    whats your name?

  • May 11, 2021 at 5:42 pm

    This blog post is fantastic! Thank you for allowing me to discover your blog.

    • May 14, 2021 at 5:40 pm

      It makes me happy to know that you found it, I hope you enjoy all my stories.

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    This short story has been carefully crafted with inspiration I got from the Andes' highlands.
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