100 words for you today, and a little fantastical... after all, shouldn't wishes be?
I was tempted to keep going with this one, but my arm was protesting a little too much, plus I'm taking my grandmother out for lunch today and spending the afternoon with her. It's nice now that she no longer lives a 5+ hour drive away.
It was too late to change my mind after the wishbone snapped in half.
The size of the wish depends on the size of the wishbone. A chicken might grant you an easy day’s work, a sparrow, perhaps, finding a coin on the ground. You could ask for hurt feelings to be greased and repaired from a goose, or a meatier wish, the return of an unrequited love, from a turkey’s hard breastbone.
A swan will only grant something pure, and something earthy, good weather maybe, from a pheasant.
On a dragon’s wishbone, I foolishly wished to unmake the world.