She Is Not a Witch

Three days later, Lorraine Hill finally found the sleeping witch, Tehua.

Rather than finding it, it is more appropriate to say that the other party showed up on his own initiative.

On the land filled with ice and mist, the undulating high mountain peaks are extremely majestic. A woman with black hair and black skirt stands on the top of the mountain, slightly opening her arms, letting the wind blow her hair and dress.

Lorraine Hill descended slowly and came to the witch.

"Are you looking for me?" The other party turned his back to the girl and asked softly, his voice was like a distant dream.

"Yes, you are the sleeping witch." The girl nodded.

"En." She replied softly, then stroked her hair, turned around, and her face was exactly the woman Lorraine Hill saw in the hotel that day.

"Flawless dreams, nightmares of despair, peaceful sleep, crazy thoughts, yes, I am the witch of sleep, Tehua." The witch's eyes were half closed, and the pupils slowly looked at Lorraine Hill, It seems to have spanned a long time and time.

"I know about Lorraine, I've learned about it from the sleep of many people." She spoke slowly.

"I know your dreams, your desires... For the peace of the continent, the future of mankind, and the leaping of the world, you have shouldered a lot of things."

"I will help you achieve some things, but you also have to promise me some things."

"I am not a selfless and great witch, but a weak witch who wants to keep her own little dream." The witch's voice was like a whisper, soft and poetic.

"Then please tell me." Seeing that the witch already knew her purpose, Lorraine Hill heaved a sigh of relief.

"Lorraine, follow me first."

After speaking, the witch held the girl's wrist, and then, under the girl's surprised eyes, she jumped down the mountain and fell into the extremely deep valley.

Snow-white frost and icy-blue ice, the two witches were as small as rice grains in this huge valley. As the two fell rapidly, a ripple rippled in the valley.

Then, a piece of magnificent azure blue came into the girl's eyes, it was a frozen lake, like a sapphire lake.

The vast surface of the lake is presented as an extremely clean glass decoration, and there are thousands of white bubbles below it that are frozen as they rise, forming three-dimensional and magnificent sculptures.

After descending to the surface of the lake, Lorraine Hill lightly stepped on the hard ice surface, feeling the smoothness and coldness below, and a chill spread upwards with the soles of his feet.

"It's going to be a little cold."

Tehua took Lorraine Hill's hand and spoke softly, then she stood on tiptoe with one foot, and gently spun the other foot on the ice, outlining a flawless circle.

Immediately, the ice cube under the ring disappeared like an illusion, and Tehua also led Lorraine Hill to continue falling into it.

The bottom of the extremely deep icy lake is surrounded by frozen ice, and the bottom is getting darker and darker, getting closer and closer to the eternal darkness without light. As he walks through it, Lorraine Hill feels as if he has entered another world that is isolated from the world. world.

It was as if a long time had passed, maybe it was just a moment, or maybe it had been several years, hazy and dreamy, when Lorraine Hill reacted, a light suddenly appeared in front of him, and then Tehua and she suddenly rushed out of this extremely deep tunnel , suspended in the air.

Surrounding it is a vast space, with icy rock walls and a dome made of ice, the top of which is like a stalactite, with transparent ice strips hanging down, dripping drops of water.

In the empty underground space, ice-blue lotus flowers are blooming everywhere, and their petals seem to breathe, exuding light and dark azure blue light, illuminating the dark underground, making it extremely magnificent.

"I planted a lot of flowers, but in the end only they can carry my dreams." Tehua pulled Lorraine Hill down slowly.

"It's a pity that I'm not very good at cultivating them, so I searched for many places and people, and was destroyed several times during the period. Keti's mood is very unstable. I thought about letting her settle down, but I didn't No, because I am a weak little witch who can only dream."

She gently explained some past events.

When the two finally landed on the ground and stood among the flowers, the witch raised her sleeves and waved lightly, and the ice blue lotus flowers on the ground also changed accordingly, and the color of them changed from a magnificent ice blue to a demonic one. The charming firefly purple.

"Lorraine, do you think dreaming is a good thing or a bad thing?" The witch stood in the sea of ​​flowers and looked at Lorraine Hill quietly.

"It should be a good thing." Lorraine Hill had never thought deeply about this issue before.

"A magnificent dream, a colorful dream, a dream that makes people yearn for."

"Dreams that are cloudy, dreams that weep and whine, dreams that make people sad."

"The self that can't be in reality, the past that can't be reached, and the sadness that hasn't come, all appear in dreams. People talk about these and wish each other a good dream."

"Unfortunately, most dreams will be forgotten, will not be cared about by people, and cannot change reality, just like the hazy halo on the cake, which looks beautiful, but does not exist after it is blown out."

"I can make people have good dreams, or bad nightmares, but that's all. The world won't change because of dreams."

"So, I thought, it would be great if it was useful, because I am also a witch, and I have my own obsessions."

"Even a dream that is forgotten immediately after waking up, even a dream that cannot interfere with reality, can bring about a small change, and that's fine."

"In order to realize this idea, I began to look for possible paths or methods, and later I found that I was still too weak, so I began to explore another carrier, which could bear my power, or the entity of dreams. "

"How can an illusory thing become a reality? It's probably a miracle or impossible."

"I have traveled to every corner of the world and carefully asked all the seniors. Some of them were indifferent and some were kind, and they helped me a lot. Until one day I finally found the records in the past history. The World Tree was born after it bloomed. race."

"If elves and birds still have flesh and blood, then fairies are the crystallization of fantasy. They are unrestrained and have abilities that cannot be explained by common sense. Like children's pranks, they arbitrarily dress up the world."

"I want to find the way of the goblins, but the World Tree is long gone, and even the high-level goblins can hardly be seen, let alone the legendary mythical goblins."

"The lifespan of the elves is so long, and they always record and pass on many things. In the end, I put my hope on these ice elves, and gradually, this garden came into existence."

"The blue lotus flower that represents dreams, and the purple lotus flower that represents nightmares. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com I give them such names."

Tehua spoke slowly, and Lorraine Hill stood with her, looking at this peaceful sea of ​​flowers, feeling the faint and fragile dream in it.

"Isn't it beautiful?" Tehua gradually stopped talking.

"It's very beautiful."

"However, I still failed." Tehua sighed faintly.

"Dreams are fragile things."

"I can't take them off, because taking them off means disillusionment..." She slowly squatted down, pinched a demon purple lotus flower, cut it off and took it off.

The petals of the lotus flower dimmed instantly, the fluorescence was gone, they became gray and ugly, and then withered and withered.

"In the end, these lotus flowers are exactly the same as unattainable dreams, and can never reach the other shore of reality." She gently blew on her palm, and the withered petals slowly disappeared into the underground space like dust.