About Forest Witch Friss
When Frizzle was ten years old, she had a younger brother.
The male descendants of the Noita family cannot inherit the witch bloodline, but they will inherit the family business.
From the moment she was born, her younger brother Peg was favored by her parents. The care and love her parents had given her were transferred to her younger brother. He took away everything from her.
On a snowy winter day, Frizzle walked out of her house and into the forest.
Her parents were so focused on taking care of her younger brother Peg that they didn't realize she was missing until a day later and found her in the forest.
That night she met an owl that was almost frozen in the forest.
"My name is Bole, and I'm a messenger. But I haven't made a contract with the witch, so I'm almost freezing to death. The winter here is really cold."
Furis looked at it with her clear green eyes, picked it up from the snow, and wrapped it in her clothes.
Her small body was actually very cold, with only a little warmth left in her chest.
"Huh? You're a little witch?"
"Yes, but I don't like magic."
"Why?"
"If I didn't know magic and wasn't a witch, my parents would probably love me more."
"Poor little girl..."
"But now I suddenly understand that it has nothing to do with magic. I was just too naive before."
Such words, spoken by a ten-year-old girl, were still childish and somewhat funny. Mr. Owl Pollock laughed in his old voice on her chest.
The little girl poked its chest, looking very serious, "Do you want to be my messenger? I'll sign a contract with you, share my magic power with you, and then you'll like me on behalf of my parents, okay? I'll like you too."
Mr. Pollard was already a very old owl, and he actually didn't want to make a contract with the witch anymore. However, the little girl was walking alone in the forest with her green eyes red, and she looked very pitiful.
"Okay, okay, I will be your forest messenger from now on, my little master." It is a soft-hearted owl.
Later, it stayed with Fris for a long, long time.
What makes it most sad is that humans always grow up, always start to do bad things because they want to get something, and always forget the agreements and promises they once made.
After Furis was found after accidentally entering the forest at the age of ten, she began to develop an interest in magic. Although she had a strong talent for magic in the past, she did not study magic seriously.
When she began to study seriously, she became an excellent forest witch in just a few years. Moreover, she became obedient and sensible, no longer rejecting her younger brother, but taking good care of him.
Her parents sighed with satisfaction that she had grown up, and her naughty brother Peg also liked to play behind her.
Peg knew from childhood that his sister could perform magic but he couldn't. For this reason, he cried countless times and questioned his parents why he couldn't learn magic like his sister.
He was extremely envious of his sister and he also wanted to enter that magical world of wizardry.
"Does Peg really want to learn magic?" His loving sister, Fris, gently stroked his hair after he once again insisted on learning magic. "If you really want to learn it, can I help you find a way? But you can't tell mom and dad."
Peg's eyes lit up, and she hugged her sister's arm and swore, "I will never tell Mom and Dad!"
"You want to use magic unless you become a witch. Are you willing?"
"I... I, I do!" Peg nodded without much hesitation.
"Okay then, sister will help you." Fres smiled very happily.
According to the secret notes left by successive witches of the Noita family, Furis successfully turned her brother into a witch, but she did not tell him the price of becoming a witch - he would die early from magic exhaustion.
He discovered this naturally after Peg became happy with his ability to use magic and began to abuse it without restraint and at will.
He ran to question her why she didn't explain it to him earlier.
"But, didn't you say that you wanted to have magic no matter what? Sister is just fulfilling your wish." Fres said with a smile.
Fulfill my brother's wish and test out the magic I have modified.
Then, she accidentally showed her desperate brother her notes, which recorded the method of creating a magical body. Using a body connected to her own blood, she would nourish the lives of the fairies from childhood, and when they reached adulthood, she would transfer her soul into that body.
He wanted too badly to get rid of his increasingly weak body, and he wanted too badly to continue using magic. Furis knew exactly what he would do, and was happy to push him to do it.
So she deliberately let him escape and kept watching him secretly, watching him grit his teeth and give birth to a child as a test subject in order to survive.
It was also her experimental subject. After all, even if her brother succeeded, that body was destined to belong to her.
While waiting, Fris left home and married Murfit, the lord of Senhai Territory.
They first met at the seaside, she had just come out of the forest, holding a flowering branch in her hand, surrounded by beech fairies. The frail man walking on the beach turned around and saw her, but did not react for a long time.
He fell in love with her at first sight, and she happened to need a place to stay, so she agreed to his proposal.
They were together for three years before Murfitt died.
In the period before his death, he was suffering from extreme pain due to illness, and Frizzle personally helped him get rid of it.
The only man in the world who loved her deeply for no reason died in her arms.
Alex saw with his own eyes that the woman he longed for and secretly loved killed his only relative, his uncle Murfitt.
Of course he knew that she just wanted to end her uncle's suffering. This woman who looked gentle but was actually terribly cold and indifferent showed her rare kindness to her uncle.
He knew that his uncle let him inherit the Senhai Territory so that he could take care of Fresse on his behalf. He also knew that Fresse was tolerant of him and allowed him to get close to her because of his uncle.
He knew everything and saw everything clearly, especially that he still loved Frizzle as he grew older.
But, he wanted something more than love.
Rights, or freedom or something like that, he wanted a Senhai Territory that was not controlled by witches' magic, and wanted to get rid of this feeling that had not been reciprocated for a long time.
Just as Frith had ended his uncle Murfit's death, so too would he end hers.
He was by her side and was raised by her, so of course he should be the same as her.
About Hesha's Witch Friend
Ever since the house at the edge of the forest where the witch appeared was set on fire by people at the market more than ten years ago, no one dared to go there anymore.
Later, no one knew when it started, but the wild land leading to the forest over there turned into a swamp, and people from the market couldn't get close even if they wanted to.
"There are terrible witches over there who kill people and eat their hearts. There are also swamp monsters that drag anyone they see into the swamp!" Adults use this to scare naughty and curious children at home and warn them to stay away from the swamp.
The Aiden children also grew up listening to those horror legends, but their parents didn't scare them with witches and swamp monsters.
On the contrary, every time they asked about those horrible stories, their mother Hesha would hug them and tell them some wonderful stories in a mysterious tone.
About witches, monsters and goblins. In her words, it seemed like another world.
Diana, the youngest daughter of the Aiden family, was only a few years old. Children this young are always prone to diseases. The poor child had been lying in bed for three days and her condition did not improve. Instead, it became worse.
Looking at the unconscious child, Hesha wrapped her in a blanket and carried her out of the house one night.
She took a hidden path through the swamp that separated the market from the forest and came to the edge of the forest.
There was a small wooden house there, which emitted a warm glow in the dark night.
The owner of the cottage sensed her approach, opened the door wrapped in a shawl, and came out to greet her with a lantern.
More than ten years have passed, and Hesha is already a mother of three children. Her former friend still looks like a young girl, but Hesha has long been used to it.
"The child is sick? Why did you come to me when you were so seriously ill? Hurry and bring the child in."
"I don't want to trouble you either. Didn't you say last time that you were going to the snowy mountains to see... Can Diana really cure it?"
"Don't worry, I'm a powerful witch and I will definitely be able to cure your Diana. As for the snowy mountains, I'm still preparing and won't go there until a few days later."
The little girl Diana was dazed, and felt a coolness flowing from her forehead into her body. The heaviness that was pressing on her disappeared, and she slowly opened her eyes.
She saw her mother Hesha's brown curly hair hanging on her chest, reached out and grabbed it, then looked around.
She was in a very beautiful house - there were all kinds of intricately patterned knitwear and handmade toys and ornaments, all of which she had never seen before.
She also saw an older sister who smiled at her tenderly and touched her forehead.
The little girl was held by her mother and left the small house. When she walked out the door, she was attracted by the large garden outside the house.
What a beautiful garden it was, with brilliant broom and rhododendrons, irises, daffodils, and many other flowers whose names she did not know, and the eldest sister standing at the door waving at them seemed to be standing in the midst of the flowers.
Diana was lying on her mother's shoulder when she suddenly saw a tall and thin figure next to her elder sister. There were also many little people emitting light spots flying in the garden.
The little girl blinked and slowly fell asleep again.
Later, she finally recovered from her illness, but that dreamlike night became a scene that she would remember for the rest of her life.
"Mother, is that really the scene I dreamed about when I was sick?"
The mother laughed, "Who knows?"
No one knew that the ordinary little girl named Hesha had been friends with a witch for her whole life. That was the biggest secret and happiness in her ordinary life.
About Plumberry and the Swamp Thing
After Fress's problem was solved, Meili studied magic with Gloria for another three years before bringing the swamp monster back to the place where they first met.
Mrs. Peg's house had burned down. Mei Li did not choose to rebuild it on the original site. Instead, she built a wooden house by the lake in the forest.
This was her true home in this world, belonging to her and the swamp monster.
The roads leading from the market town had all turned into swamps, so apart from Hesha who would occasionally visit their cottage, only other goblins would come to visit.
Using magic to help build a comfortable home is no longer a difficult task for Mei Li, and she enjoys doing it.
Whether it was a flower garden or a vegetable garden, she planted them little by little. Of course, as another owner of this house, the swamp monster was responsible for watering them, so these plants grew exceptionally well.
The purple irises brought from Gloria grew all over the water, and daffodils that grew up at some point were mixed in with them. There were also many daffodil fairies living here. Mei Li often heard them singing by the water at night, which was a very good lullaby.
Mary's body has been transformed by Mrs. Peg. She has a longer life than ordinary witches. In addition to learning magic, she has more time to do what she likes, such as playing in the mud.
She used mud to make clay figures by the swamp, in the image of the swamp monster. At first, they were not in human form, but as she got to know the swamp monster better, the clay figures she made became more and more accurate and lifelike.
She used magic to solidify the finished swamp monster clay figure into a statue and placed it in the middle of the water as decoration.
When the swamp monster first saw the clay statue that looked exactly like himself, he walked around the statue twice and looked at it for a long time.
Mei Li found it interesting and tried to make different human faces with clay. She couldn’t remember whose faces they were, but it was probably a character from a game she had played before.
The newly made half-finished clay figure was placed by the lake, and the swamp monster was indeed curious and stared at it for a while.
That night, Mei Li was waiting in the cabin for the swamp monster to come back, and what he brought back was a new clay figurine that she had made. The clay figurine with the face of a game character walked towards her, and she was so scared that she almost fell off her chair.
She foolishly ran around looking for swamp monsters, and when she saw the half-finished clay statue still by the lake, she realized that the one at home was a swamp monster—and he could even pinch his face!
I think she likes the new clay figurine, so she looks like that. This is really... too exciting!
In short, the witch Mei Li is addicted to playing in the mud.
The witches' gathering was held every few years, and Mei Li attended several of them. Everyone began to call her the Swamp Witch, the only swamp witch, because she was always followed by swamp monsters.
The swamp monster doesn't like to move around, he prefers to stay in one place for a long time, but Mei Li needs to go out.
She is going to attend a witch coven, visit mountain witches, and make new friends who are snow mountain witches.
"I'm going away for half a month. Are you sure you don't want to go with me?" Mei Li squatted at the edge of the swamp, poking the U-shaped swamp monster.
"If you ignore me, I will go by myself?"
"I'm really leaving?"
The swamp monster didn't respond, so Mei Li stood up and said, "Okay, I'm leaving now."
She packed her things and started walking slowly, passing through a forest and stopping to rest for a day. That night, she would wait for a swamp monster to catch up with her.
Although the swamp monster didn't like going out, he didn't like the swamp witch leaving him even more. So when their home became quiet and there was no movement from the swamp witch around, he pulled his head out of the ground and followed the scent helplessly.
His witch had expected this, and stood on the stone with her arms outstretched towards him, "Come on! Carry me!"
Because the swamp monsters are very slow, the swamp witch has to go somewhere a long time in advance every time she goes out.
But it doesn't matter, she still has a lot of time.
(End of the second short story)