Bones snapped as I stretched, the glow radiating from my body glittering in the moonlight before receding beneath my skin.
I winced as I moved, the remaining pains of change crackling through my joints before gradually ebbing away. I’d never gotten used to it.
It’d been ninety years since I was cursed. Ninety years I’d missed the warmth of the golden sun kissing my skin, cast in stone ’til the moon shone to awaken me. Ninety years I’d strolled the night searching for the Witch who imprisoned me.
Tonight, I’d finally reach her – and convince her to release me.