HGlock SM - Marta & Jaan.pdf (2025) [WRITING]

It was a warm summer day in the quaint Estonian village of Kuusalu. Marta, a buxom and statuesque young woman, was sweeping the porch of her family's modest cottage. Her younger brother Jaan was sitting on the steps, examining a strange vial of glowing liquid he had discovered in the forest that morning.

Marta's housedress fluttered in the breeze, threatening to reveal more than she intended as she leaned over to sweep. Her long blonde hair was tied back in a ponytail and she wore the traditional Estonian dress - a billowy hardanger embroidered blouse and full skirt. But the modern touch were her clog heeled shoes, normally reserved for special occasions.

Jaan held the vial up, marveling at the way it sparkled. "Look at this odd potion I found, Marta! Perhaps it bears magical properties. I must investigate further." He uncorked the vial and took a deep sniff. Marta heard a strange hissing sound.

"Marta, I feel most peculiar. Hot and flushed, like a fever is coming on! And look, I am shrinking!" Jaan cried out in alarm as he felt himself reducing in size. But Marta was oblivious, focused on her cleaning.

Soon Jaan was no bigger than a doll, scurrying about on the porch. Marta's clog heels towered over him like skyscrapers. "Marta, dear sister, help me! I've been afflicted by some shrinking curse from this vial!"

But Marta's ears were unable to detect Jaan's tiny voice. She continued sweeping, moving towards the step where he was standing. Jaan tried to jump out of the way but it was too late. One of Marta's large feet came down squarely on top of him with its full weight. There was a sickening crunch and a small burst of blood squirted out from beneath the sole...