"What art ye trying to doth with those shoes?"
Simply unforeseen it was, by the girl's wits tried to augur what the witch was trying to do with that unassuming pair of leather boots whose shade had mostly faded away into greyish white—whether or not because it was consumed by the passing Time, the fading shade, in an antithetical way, only foregrounded further its odd cleanliness…
…too much brushing perhaps; mayhap because the pair had been kept long enough without being exposed to the elements. After all, the witch claimed to have found it—and probably another five—below a trapdoor…
