Snow Witch'S Journey
Nivalis, a snowdrop

We climbed a steep road and full of sharp rocks to get to the top of the cliff. The snow is falling more and more, making the path of the climb becomes slippery. This is the road we always go to go up and down the cliff. Every day we have to go through this risky road just for training on the beach. I had to pay attention to every step I took, every stone I reached so as not to slip. Luckily, I never slipped at all. The closer I got to the surface, the colder I felt.

Unlike a mother who cannot be touched, she cannot slip, cannot be hurt by sharp stones, cannot even feel the cold. On the other hand his ability that could benefit him could also harm him. Is it really a blessing or a curse?

A white snowfield greeted me who managed to escape the torment of a long steep road. It takes at least 30 to 45 minutes to reach the top. My life is full of dangerous things. I tighten my back which feels sore. Fatigue is more pronounced than cold. I complained silently.

“You are still not used to the steep road yes.” Mom realized. “This is healthy youo.” He teased me with his grin.

“Say of people who can't get tired,”. “If Mom made the path smoother and not too natural, maybe I'd be even more excited.

Mom walked behind me. “If your life is always smooth, then what effort can you do? You will probably feel good at first, after which boredom will haunt you.”

I lifted both my shoulders. If that's what an 800-year-old says, I can't deny it.

We took our feet to the footpath that leads to a simple wooden house right at the end of the cliff, at the end of the country of Bordam, and at the end of the Orelum Continent. It is very appropriate to always feel anxious when you want to lie down relaxed. The position we were training in was also right under that house. So, I've never been away from home.

The house was built of black-brown fir wood. Provides a comfortable and warm impression. Formed quite simply by my mother with all her magic, because she does not want if it is too complicated it makes me uncomfortable. The foundations fit, on each side of them are also precise with the exact same length and size of wood. The roof is solid and wide enough. The ventilation position is also placed following the wind direction. There's no flaw in a single inch. Not even the slightest hole for wild animals could sneak in. My palace house.

The house was also decorated with flowers that flourished around it. On the right of the house with a more empty and spacious land, lies a beautiful flower garden. Various flowers from various ecosystems thrive and always bloom eternally. It's because of my mother's creation magic. The Asua gem that gave it the ability to create living things, used the mother to create the flowers. Flowers created through magic are not the same as flowers that grow naturally. The flower will never wither and always bloom even in a blizzard. Since the flower garden has been around since I was taken to my mother's house, I think it is the same age as her.

I woke up either early in the morning or late in the afternoon because the gray clouds were always hiding the sun from me, as if I were a girl who wanted to snatch the sun for myself. The cloud actually gave me ice dust that made me saturated. Every day, every week is always the same season. There is no summer or spring here. If I were my mother, I'd remove the clouds from the blue sky.

All my fatigue after training came off after I stretched my side arm. The sound of bones and joints breaking into a humming caress my ears. I then turned the key and pushed the window to the side which led directly to the high seas. Beautiful but creepy, like mom.

The soft snow caressed my face as I looked up. More than yesterday and growing. I immediately closed the window before my room was filled with white.

I went to the door of my room engraved with a picture of snowdrops, Nivalis. My name comes from that flower. Mom said I was a snowdrop in the middle of the void. A drop of hope in the storm in his heart. Nivalis flower actually has the meaning of purity. Purely everything. Every attitude and speech. I don't know if I had a real name before I was discovered by my mother, but I really liked the pure name Nivalis.

The water here is very cold. Usually you will always prepare warm water for me, but sometimes I also have to shower with cold water. Mother said, a cold shower can smooth my hair and skin, and can lose weight which is important for a girl. A cold shower is also highly recommended after training, because it can reduce muscle pain.

Despite the cold, I quite liked the shivering sensation as the water washed and touched every inch of my body. The cold sensation that goes down every strand of my white hair to the sidelines of my feet always makes my heart pound. Could this be what it feels like to fall in love? Too bad I can't feel this.

The smell of the witch's delicious cooking had already ambushed me who was still busy with my body. I immediately finished my bath and ran to the dining table, where lay mushroom cream soup and honey bread. “My favorite food!”

Warm and fragrant. If I missed it just a little bit, the air here would quickly obliterate his enjoyment. I glanced at the kitchen door on my right. I see you're still busy doing things there.

“Mother! I first yes...,” cried I can't wait to eat these two masterpieces.

“Wait a minute!” Mother interrupted me who almost got a mouthful of soup into my mouth.

“Quick!”

A cup of milk flew from the kitchen and landed on the table. Followed by the mother who walked slowly. Her steps are light behind her heels. With that step without her voice, she could scare people by pretending to be a snow ghost.

As I passed by, the scent of her blue roses was as full of elegance. And a slight sensation of the gentle ocean illustrates each of its movements. His eyebrows are long and his lips are also as beautiful as a blooming rose. His long brown hair was surging like a calm wave. I could have mentioned a thousand things that described the perfection of my mother's figure one by one, but the warm soup would not wait for me to finish.

After mom sat on the chair with the help of magic, I took a mouthful of soup and poured it inside my mouth that was already full of saliva. I eat slowly according to what you teach. It is very important to enjoy each taste mixed calmly in one mouthful of food. It tastes so delicious. I couldn't even stop shaking my body left and right like a clock pendulum ticking on the wall behind me.

That golden-colored bread I couldn't let wait either. I really liked the hot steam and the fragrant aroma that poked out when tearing the soft bread. It feels very satisfying.

“How?” ask the mother who saw me so much to enjoy.

“Perfect!” I put a thumb to this masterpiece maker. “Tetap delicious as usual.”

I don't eat because I don't need it. The woman would rather support her chin and watch me eat. “You taught me?” bargained for.

“Then, mom go first.” The woman got out of the chair and headed to the outside door.

“Where?” ask me with a spoon that is still stuck in the mouth.

“Food is up, I'll look for it in the village. By the way, do not come out first, snow will fall heavily today.” Mom closed the door and left me alone with the soup that had cooled down.

Only mom can come out because no one can hurt her, while I can't. Besides, there's nothing I can do outside. Today there is no training and apparently so on. I've already won. Maybe I can ask for my gift when mom gets home, I thought.

After finishing up to the last mouthful, I washed the dishes, bowls, spoons and cups to ease my mother's duties. After that .. I still haven't thought about what I'll do next. Haaaaahhh .. will my life get boring faster?

I lay my body on my bed. How many books have I read. I can't remember. But I remember every paragraph, every dialogue, every narrative that comes after. Do I have to sleep to pass the time?

Maybe sitting in the yard and enjoying the view outside will refresh me. When I opened the door, the heavy snow fog was all I could see as far as the eye could see. There's no interesting sight. My clothes are too thin to be out there. Unlike my mother who would wear any clothes would have no effect on her.

I would rather stay in a warm house even without a fireplace. The answer is my mother. Yep. My mother placed various magic symbols in every corner of the room. When the symbol is active, the house immediately becomes warm like sunbathing on the beach. Not the frozen beach north of Orelum.

I occasionally switched from the sofa in the main room to the front window to cover the saturation bit by bit. The snow was falling so heavily, covering the path of the forest. The evergreen forest that sustains the snow on its branches is hiding the outside world from me. My mother forbade me to go through the woods. He said I wasn't ready to face anything out there.

If it's a snow wolf or a snow dragon or a snow bear, anything that smells of snow, I can definitely deal with it. I was allowed to go out there only when I managed to defeat my mother in training and gain my true identity as a true witch. That was my dream for a long time. And when that day came, I was ready.

As I counted the snowballs raining down on the courtyard of the house, something small moved and leaped agilely, attracting the attention of my pale purple eyes. The ears are long and the fur can feel very smooth by just looking at it. The white-haired creature jumped small to the front door of the house.

“A friend!” I cried so excited. I opened the door again and found a beautiful white rabbit sniffing a doormat at the door.

His long ears spun forward and his head vertical as I slowly crouched down in front of him. Her little nose twitches. He seemed alert to me.

“Keep, little bunny, I just want to pet you,” I said mimicking a small and cute voice. I put my hand close to his side. The rabbit quickly jumped away before I gripped his round body. “Honey once,” my sigh.

My attempt to make a friend failed. Now I'm back to being a lonely girl at the end of a snowy cliff. Waiting for the snow to subside was like waiting for the rabbit to return from the forest. Less likely.

I could feel my cheeks bulging as the innocent creature vanished into the forest. “It turns into a rabbit, can jump and run even into the forest that I have never entered,” I grumbled.

I want to be like that fearless rabbit prancing in the storm. The hair is white, and so is my hair. The seri teeth are white, let alone my teeth. My eyes also exuded curiosity like the rabbit's cute ears that whirled around wherever the sound surprised him. Then, what I don't have to be like is that rabbit facing the outside world with his tiny body. The answer may be from the footprints of the rabbit left behind.

In the thin clothes I wore, I set foot into the snow that adorned the sky. I closed my eyes and I could clearly feel my heartbeat getting louder. Outside it was not what I expected. It was cold for sure, but somehow my body refused to shiver. I swirled around in the snowy ground like a whirlpool that drew all happiness to the center of me. The happiness that was carried away in every little grain of water froze and melted instantly when it touched my warm body.

The cold was connected to the dream I wanted to feel. Dreams where I can look out there. To the place my mother wanted to go. I jumped like a white rabbit. Running here and there without knowing the purpose, just want to give a taste for the palm that is getting numb by warm wood.

Bushes and fences kulompati. My jump was so high that I felt what it was like to fly on a magic broom for a moment. I am now outside my yard. I laughed myself with the sound of scaly sand, falling from the murmuring clouds. Jealous because I can also be happy even if there is no sun, even though my mother is not here.

I held my hand in the air. Instantly a magic wand the size of a painting brush appeared in my grasp. This magic wand of mine is made of silver birch tree wood. Just an ordinary tree but quite comfortable to hold. Comfort is important for the magician to be able to fully concentrate his magic. If the wand is rough or gives itchiness, the process of using magic will be interrupted.

I cast my magic through the wand and pointed it at the sky. The snow falling down suddenly turned around me. Rotating in the air following my movements like a white stork dancing gracefully. The swirling snow replaced the night star that was shining in the sky. It was beautiful but did not last long. It rained down on me like a shooting star. I'm not a kid who's gonna cry in the snow, I laugh. I enjoyed the pain that was piling my head with a pile of snow.

I hope the snowfall continues because I am not satisfied. I spread my eyes and all I found was a forest that my mother had forbidden. What kind of danger is it that makes me helpless? After all, a little rabbit can enter the forest. The forest must be full of cute bunnies.

There's no harm in trying, mom hasn't come yet. I put my feet up which suddenly felt very heavy. Though my little feet did not sink in the snow but why am I so hard to walk?

In a few more heavy steps, I will reach the forest door. A silhouette suddenly appeared and made my steps come to a halt. She appeared among the trees and got closer. This time, I was frozen like a statue.

“Niva! What are you doing out here in such thin clothes!?” Mom lifted her dress and ran towards me in a panic.

“I ...”

Mom's face looked upset. “Just explain inside.”