" You dare show disrespect after the hospitality I've shown you!" A voice boomed through the wailing wind.
It sounded like the rumbling thunder that the children had to cover their ears, and it was clearly enraged about something.
" Now that you've eaten to your fill, you no longer value the very food you were craving!?"
Zarqa's eyes went wide as she pulled back her foot, and beneath it, she found a squashed blueberry.
The girl looked at Ali Baba, her jaw slack and face full of dread.
Morjana cried out as she circled them, as if she felt something was wrong.
The wind swirled around them, dragging the withered brown leaves into the air, where they came together to form the huge looming silhouette of a person… of a woman.
It was only the general shape they could see, but she seemed old, with one eye closed, but the other wide open, and a crooked, long nose.
