“Why are you anxious when you’ve been surrounded by the Craft since birth?”“I…”  Yeonji hesitated, staring intently at her grandmother’s withered face for any signs of unease.  “Isn’t it what killed umma?”  The flickering candlelight threw shadows across the old woman’s solemn features, seemingly etching her wrinkles deeper into her age-lined skin—but maybe that was simply Yeonji’s imagination playing tricks on her. “Magic is only scary to those who do not understand it,” her grandmother said quietly.  “It is people you should be wary of, child.”  ForewordWritten as my entry for ErisChaoticas Infinitized Writing Contest. [Edit – selected for honorable mention]Alternate universe - OC and setting inspired by the "Little Red Riding Hood" fairy tale—more twist than strict retelling.