A bitter wind blew in for outside as the witch returned home. Hanging her jacket on a branch and kicking off her boots, she made her way over to the tea kettle before being stopped by the residential gossiper, a squirrel. Apparently, there was another entity that entered not long before the witch had gotten home. Scanning the room, Juniper saw the being amongst the books and bottles on the shelf by the door.
“Hello?” Juniper queried, walking toward the shimmering blue bottle with a smile. “Having fun in there?”
Gently the witch grabbed the bottle down and held it close for a moment to inspect it. Whatever it was, it was stunning. Walking toward the fireplace with her new-found friend, Juniper sat down and placed the bottle on the furs in front of her almost expectantly. It was nice to come home to something new.
Gal giggled from her cozy confines, simply watching the witch and how she moved. People were probably the most fascinating things of all, how they were all so unique, with no two sharing all of the same qualities. Even when Gal took their shapes, she couldn’t quite match what made each one special, how they smiled, laughed, or cried. They were truly wonderful, and she loved this act of making friends.
So she couldn’t keep herself tucked away for very long, and moments after she was set down, Gal pulled herself out of the bottle.
“It was wonderful!” she chirped, smiling as her true form pooled in front of Juniper. The materials that made up her body shimmered and shifted as she became accustomed once again to her shape, and seemed to dance in tune to her jovial mood. “It still tastes like the stuff that was inside, too! Just on the edges, it’s very interesting what glass can take on. I’m Gal, by the way!”
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