Spangie skipped along the road of the town hoping to find the ideal shop she was looking for. Where is i- Oh I see it! She thought excitedly as she sprinted to the small workshop. Aw, isn't this a cute wittle workshop? She said in her mind as she pushed the door open. There stood an old man with long snowy hair, a beard matching it. Spangie looked around, he eyes locking onto several potions and potion making thingies along the way. The old man gave a grunt of approval at her happiness and spoke
Spangie happily skipped along the forest path, a small but bright smile plastered on her face. Maybe I can finally find something? She said to herself as she hopped along. Or maybe I ca- Oof! In the middle of her thoughts, she clumsily tripped over a small root. "Ow!" was her immediate response. I need to change that soon. She sighed to herself and looked up from the ground. There stood a small plant, maybe a few inches but what really surprised her is the small berry perched on top of it. Her l