Episode 1
My eyes is closed. What can I feel? My old whiskers tickles my face, my tail falls to the floor from my chair, and my hand is holding a tiny little bottle.
It feels cold in my hand.
I bring it up to my nose, because I have to make sure it has the right smell.
What can I smell? A sweetness from berries, burned skin of a fly, and salt from the sea.
This is the right scent to make: "The secret Elixir.!!!" I yells to myself because there are no others out there here in the woods that can hear me.
When I just said that, my whiskers begins to tickles more and I suddenly loose my grip on the bottle and I can sense how the bottle will fall down to the floor. My eyes are still closed and my Sorceress reflexes kicks in:
(A Sorceress reflex is much faster than a normal reflex.)
***My other hand catching the bottle. Just before it hits the floor ***
It's The bottle which are still open and a drop jumps out and landed on the same hand as I hold the bottle, I feel the drop is getting bigger and bigger on my hand and suddenly comes a loud POW that's so loud that it rings for my ear the next five seconds.
Vingbummernes Verden
The world of Vingbum (Danish)
Story and World writer by Lars Laustsen, illustrator by Rasmus Rafael