The Wishing Owl

Inktober 2016 Day, The Fifteenth: Yea but I remember the Wishing Owl. She had a way of finding that old ruined church window sill when the days start to get colder in the year. She would descend onto that old stone in the middle of some of my darkest moments saying with those patient black eyes, "what ails thee?". Though to be fair sometimes she let HER wishes be known too and she would take a rat as payment. Who was I to Argue with the Wishing Owl?