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Stellar Stories edition 2

A collection of writing and art from Toronto's youngest authors created during our Young Authors workshops with special thanks to Ontario Trillium Foundation for their support

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“Sly?” said Owlett looking all around her.<br />

“I’m here! Behind this thick tree,” said Sly softly. Owlett<br />

turned to see the fox hiding.<br />

“Come on, Sly!” said Owlett, pulling him to safety.<br />

Surprisingly, a Three Headed Wolf alarmed both Sly and<br />

Owlett in their way.<br />

“Run, Sly, run!” Owlett shouted.<br />

Owlett shot out her arm straight towards the Three<br />

Headed Wolf, but didn’t have enough time to do her<br />

magic; the wolf was fearless, not like any other one. Owlett<br />

could tell by the scar on the wolf’s eye. It seemed as if the<br />

Three Headed Wolf was the leader of the clan. The wolf<br />

raced toward Owlett and bit her wing.<br />

“Ow!” said Owlett, squealing in pain. She fell to the ground.<br />

The wolf started laughing.<br />

“What happened, Owloot? Your wing got a tiny cut,” said<br />

the Three Headed Wolf sarcastically, walking away.<br />

Alexis and Charlotte started to worry about Owlett.<br />

“Owlett!? Are you there?” shouted the girls, listening for<br />

Owlett’s reply in the dark night. Alexis and Charlotte<br />

searched deeper into the pitch black forest.<br />

“Alexis? Charlotte,” whispered a weak voice.<br />

“Owlett!” said Charlotte. “What happened?”<br />

Owlett couldn’t even answer.<br />

Alexis carried Owlett in her arms delicately while they<br />

walked back to the comfy habitation. When Alexis set foot<br />

on the property, she carefully laid the hurt owl on the<br />

couch.<br />

“That’s one wound,” said Charlotte. “I know exactly what to<br />

do,”<br />

Charlotte went into the kitchen and started pouring<br />

ingredients in a pot. It smelled of a stinky soup. “Oh no,<br />

Charlotte, not this soup,” said Alexis.<br />

“Why don’t you like this soup?” Charlotte asked.<br />

“I used to get sick from going outdoors too much without<br />

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