Firefly Glen Phosphorescent

"No, it was an honest deal, because this witch was not the lying kind," Wraen replied, though, it would have been an entirely different story, if the witch had been the one to trick the fellow. She saved this version to process later and see, if it came to anything good. 

"So, the boy helped her, but not without effort. It was morning, when he found her and it was way past mid-day, when he finally had freed the witch. So the creature settled down, took care of and preened her coat, until all it was clean, soft and had regained it's shine.

Then she looked long and hard at the boy and asked, what he wished for," she paused to think for a little while, then went on. ""I want to be with my family again," the boy replied readily and waited for the witch to do the miracle. However, she shook her head: "That I cannot do, unless you are dead. But it is too early for you to meet the Good Ol' Grim. Do you have anywhere to go?"

The boy was disappointed by the news, the gravity of which he began to comprehend. But he shook his head. "Well, then I will take you with me. There you will be safe and suffer no hunger," the witch said and before the little guy could say anything else, had snatched the guy in her claws and flown off," here Wraen took a break again and looked at Arcturus: "Where do you think such a witch would take the boy to?"