This will be my last photoprompt for a couple of weeks due to our pending trip up on the canals and Grand Union.
She hated him and his conceited know it all attitude.
But she’d found a way to silence him.
Chanting the ancient enigmatic words, she watched as he cowered under her glare, turning to stone as her vehement anger increased.
As she turned her head, snatching her fist to her side in victory, she felt herself hardening.
Dammit. The spell was just too strong!