Little witch's stories. The bearded offender
Tina was returning home from the evening watch. She walked slowly through the streets of the city, filled with people sitting in cafes and on benches under plane trees. Children were running along the sidewalk, driving small drones that photographed their dads and moms, who waved at the camera with a loving smile. The little old lady attracted few people to her. Sometimes she sat down on a bench and, slightly squinting, looked at the cozy picture of a peaceful, friendly city. Some little children would run up and hand her a bar of chocolate or an apple...