magic

Two girls attempt to use magic to fly. It doesn't work quite as expected...

Vaughan stood in front of the ornate mirror and smiled mischievously to herself, stifling a giggle. A cute waistcoat, a blouse, a pencil skirt and she was transformed from platinum blonde hipster to deferential waitress. She had dyed her hair black to match and rounded the outfit off with a bow-tie. This get-up made her look so sweet and subservient, how could she possibly arouse suspicion? She smiled again, a touch of menace in the smile betraying her malevolent intentions, but only to her reflection.

"Ah. Teldrassil..."

Calisea took a deep breath and surveyed the land before her. While she was not a fan of night elves, the lands they called home were a sight to behold. They were steeped in perpetual twilight. The twin moons of Azeroth were always present in these darkly beautiful forests, and Calisea loved the view.

Calisea was not here without reason though.

When Valerie first stepped into the old bookstore, a smell of mildewed paper slapped her in the face. A bell rang on the door, signaling her entrance, which made the man at the desk look up. He eyed the young beauty, noting the skimpy halter-top she was wearing on this warm spring day. It pushed her large breasts together, forming some spectacular cleavage that the elderly gentleman hasn’t witnessed in decades.

“Come in, young lady,” he said gesturing her to enter the store.