Title Pending. (prologue/?)

DISCLAIMER: Nothing is mine besides Bramwell, Sticks and other characters from my imagination that are soon to come! Everything else in this story that is related to the movie Willow belongs to its respective owners and no infringement is intended. This story is for entertainment purposes only!

RATING: PG for a few swears and some violence. Nothing to horrid.

SUMMARY: Not sure if this is a sequel to Willow the movie, but perhaps just a continuation. It takes place 16 years after the film and Elora Danan is all grown up, and a new evil is brewing in the land…something perhaps far worse than Queen Bavmorda. Elora must venture out by herself, (with a few companions along the way) to find and destroy this new evil.


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"That damn daughter of yours has ran away again!" Madmartigan declared dropping into a chair beside his wife.

"My daughter?" Sorsha demanded, "she's your daughter too, which I so often have to remind you." Sorsha bit into an apple and sighed. "Well?" She demanded, "aren't you going to go look for her?"

Madmartigan blinked, "eh?"

Sorsha narrowed her eyes, even after all these years she still had her fiery temper.

"All right, all right!" Madmartigan sat up straight, he blinked for a moment, "Tal-or-ah!" He cried out, and Sorsha smacked her forehead with her hand. He was calling the old soothsayer, she was ancient and an old friend of Fin Razel.

"That's not really what I had in mind."

"Well, how long has she been missing?"

"I haven't a clue! She wasn't in her bed this morning, it could have been eight hours ago."

"Well come on then," Madmartigan declared, "lets find her."

Sorsha grabbed her apple and followed Madmartigan out of the dining room.

To be continued…

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