Whitefish River sitting on the shelf

"...she would have to become her mode of transport," Wraen jumped right in, where Speedy had left off, having the vivid image of the witch riding a pig in her mind. "Princess pig did not understand, what was meant by it, but if there was no other way to do it, then - of course - she accepted.

Witch cackled some more, because that was, what she was prone to do - and just so you know, the hag was old and her mind was going. Then she murmured some magical words and in the next instant Princess Pig was floating in the air and the witch was sitting on her back. "Giddy-up, little piggie!" the witch bellowed and off they went.

After a long, long and exhausting flight and around midnight they arrived to a big clearing, where the witches were having a meeting. There..." Wraen handed the thread of the story back to her friend.