The Witch's Journey | Short Story by Ren
The young witch ventured into the forest, her long black hair trailing behind her like tendrils of smoke. Her eyes, as dark as the night sky, were filled with wonder and excitement. The trees towered above her, their branches reaching out to her as if to welcome her into their magical realm. She breathed in deeply, the scent of earth and moss filling her senses. The rustling of leaves and the chirping of birds filled the air, adding to the enchanting atmosphere. She closed her eyes for a moment, feeling the magic of the forest wash over her. When she opened them again, she saw a glimmer of light in the distance, beckoning her to explore further.
With a graceful step, she made her way towards the source of the light. As she drew closer, she saw that it was a clearing, bathed in the golden light of the sun filtering through the trees. In the center of the clearing was a small pool of water, shimmering like diamonds. The young witch approached the pool, and as she gazed into its depths, she saw visions of the past and the future. She saw the forest as it was before humans, filled with ancient magic and wild creatures. She saw the forest as it could be, a place of harmony and balance between nature and humanity. And she saw herself, a powerful witch, connected to the magic of the forest and the universe. With a smile on her face, she knew that this was just the beginning of her magical journey. -Ren T.