"This Turkish Delight tastes exactly like blueberries and cream, it's the most marvelous Turkish Delight I've ever tasted!" cried Edmund, shoveling more down his throat.
"Yes," said the Witch morosely, watching as Edmund's face turned bluer and bluer. "I suppose that leaves three of you now, a Son of Adam and two Daughters of Eve."
"What do you mean?" said Edmund with blue cheeks positively puffed with Turkish Delight. "I've told you there are four of us, not three." The White White stared down at him; suddenly she seemed much bigger than she had a moment ago.
"I feel funny!" chirped Edmund. The sledge took off suddenly, startling him into the air, flapping his wings madly. The Witch's laugh mingled with the bells until they disappeared out of sight.
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"Yes," said the Witch morosely, watching as Edmund's face turned bluer and bluer. "I suppose that leaves three of you now, a Son of Adam and two Daughters of Eve."
"What do you mean?" said Edmund with blue cheeks positively puffed with Turkish Delight. "I've told you there are four of us, not three." The White White stared down at him; suddenly she seemed much bigger than she had a moment ago.
"I feel funny!" chirped Edmund. The sledge took off suddenly, startling him into the air, flapping his wings madly. The Witch's laugh mingled with the bells until they disappeared out of sight.