Golden Box Book Publishing GBBP Magazine, July, 2017 | Page 11

“Moving the black pumpkin
closer to her, Ghoulina closed
her silver eyes and started
rubbing the pumpkin while
she chanted:
From beyond the night and day,
Between dusk and twilight,
I ask the Wishmothers to appear,
I ask with all my might.
A moment later, the black
pumpkin uttered a soft
whooshing sound and three
clouds of light green mist
emerged from inside of it.
Then each cloud began to take
on a shape of its own, and
then the shapes turned into the
ghosts of three very imposing-
looking women.
But these were no ordinary, transparent ghosts made of light and
mist and shadow, or ghosts that looked like bedsheets with holes
for eyes. No, these three ghosts were finely dressed in elegant
gowns and wore strange-looking hats and long, flowing capes.
Catman clasped his hands together and purred with delight.
As the three spirits floated above the pumpkin, Nikki and Jack
saw that each had a gray, iron chain wrapped around their wrist,
and these chains were attached to the pumpkin.
Ghoulina bowed her head. “Welcome, Wishmothers,” she said.
“Your passing has all Celestria grieving. But now we have come
with the hope of setting you free.
“I see,” said the tallest Wishmother. “You have found the children
who can help us. Please introduce us.”
“Certainly,” Ghoulina said. She nodded to the two cousins and
then pointed to the first Wishmother. “Nikki and Jack, this is
Prunella Pickles,” she said.”
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