Snow Witch'S Journey
Mystery in a Snowstorm

The same feeling I felt back, Aeron or the magic compass laughed as I told my story. He laughed so satisfied when he was just a little compass that I could destroy at any time. I don't even think my life story is funny.

“What are you laughing at?” I brought the compass closer to my face, hoping he could see my annoyed face. “I can throw you out anytime I know!" my grit.

“I bet you can't.”

The compass is right. I brought it because of course this compass will be very useful for me later. The ability to point out the most desirable things really helps me a lot. I can find berries easily, fish in the river, or a place for me to take shelter. Not only that, he can also be my chatting friend when bored. Throwing it away would hurt me a lot.

But the compass always pisses me off, it always mocks me all the way. I want him to have more respect for his owner, which is me. Rather than insulting and laughing at me.

“Sorry, sorry. I can't believe you took that long to defeat your mother, even your own mother who changed her training to be lighter. Otherwise, maybe you'll never be able to realize your dream.”

I can't believe the compass mocked me.

“Edras also said like that,” I sighed.

“Who is Edras?”

“He's the guy I met in the village, my first friend. He also gave me this star brooch.”

“Freely said it, I can't see,” said the compass. “I can only speak, hear, also show directions. Remember that well! I'd be offended if you still did.”

I feel comfortable if there's someone I can talk to. The long journey did not feel exhausting at all. The cold, shivering air was now warm. I thought he was gonna keep raving after the beach, but I don't think he's gonna bother about it anymore. He can actually laugh.

“Hey, aren't you angry about before?” I tried to ask him directly.

“The problem is over, there is nothing to do anymore,” he replied. “But don't repeat."

He can't see me, I'm shaking. “Iya,” I replied lying. “How about you? You said you'd tell me your story after I told you mine.” I switched the conversation.

“Ah, you're right. My story is yes .. so .. I don't think."

“It's your own fault. You should think carefully if you want to tell your story, stupid girl. I also have privacy, so I don't want to tell you, ” she replied like a grumbling child.

This compass really pisses me off. I want to be thrown into the cold and deep sea, lucky I am a good girl. I also had to undo my intentions because in front of me a city was waiting for me. The city with its snow-covered walls gave me a glimpse of the Pondorian. I hope the people there are just as good.

The gatekeeper stopped me, immediately I handed over the letters which took me a very long time to get. After reading it, the guard handed me back my letter and allowed me to enter. Another guard appeared behind the gate and looked at me in surprise. “You ... witches who helped celebrate in Pondorian, right?”

“You know me?”

“Yes, of course. Miss Snow Witch's name has been heard everywhere. He said there was a magical girl with silver white hair who swept through the fire with her snow caress. The witch girl also punished the bandits by freezing them into chunks of ice. The Snow Witch is Miss, right?”

I was happy, of course, but I also couldn't believe my name could reach another country. Never once did I get in my mind to be a celebrity. Hearing a stranger say my name and find out my story, it was an amazing experience. I felt it in my chest and I could tell it was my feeling of pride in myself.

“Nona is really beautiful as told. My eyes don't believe it.” The guard turned to his guard friend who had just checked my letter and patted him on the shoulder. “Hey, what are you doing? She's the famous Snow Witch, we can trust her ..”.

They started whispering, but I knew it was a compliment. Keep praising me. Let me hear all your wonderful flattery about me. Let the beautiful words that come out into my ears and merge into my soul, becoming one with reality. I will never get tired of hearing it.

The guard then returned to my front, “Snow Witch's Miss ...”

“Call me Nivalis.”

“Alright, Miss Nivalis. We don't feel good asking you this, but hearing all your stories makes us think. Actually we need your help miss,” he said to be more serious.

“Of course. You know me well, I can't say no. What can I help you with?”

“Can Miss Nivalis help us find the townspeople who have disappeared? We tried to do it, but did not get the slightest progress.”

Those beautiful words were instantaneous in my mind, as well as my heart. I looked at him to see if he was joking or not. But what I saw was that he didn't blink. His eyes looked at me with hope. A belief placed through his eyes is stronger to be able to eliminate the flattering compliments.