Snow Witch'S Journey
Am I ready?

The door opened and we went back into the warmth. “Nivalis. I want to ask you.” Without further ado, mom looked at me right after I passed the doorway. “What do you think!? Didn't you say not to go outside!? You are not ready to go out there!” snapped it.

The resolute mother side finally appeared. “I'm bored!” my sergeant. “I saw a rabbit outside, I then followed him .. then ... I ...”

“You play outside,” cut it.

“Ya .. ta-but I like to play outside,” I said. I need to find a good reason to keep mom from punishing me. “Out there is harmless. I feel really happy.”

“But, your clothes, Niva. Do you want to get hypothermia?”

“I'm fine out there! I don't feel cold even though my clothes are like this.”

“Baiklah …. I know you're used to the cold. But, if you want to go out use more polite and thick clothes.” Finally mom gave up.

I admit my clothes are not as covered as mother's clothes from the ankles to the wrists. I only wore my nightgown that covered up to my thighs, exposing my skin more than my mother's. Besides, no one's been here before, so I don't have to think anyone's gonna peek at me.

After my mother lectured me, I changed my clothes. I wear a long-sleeved white shirt with a green butterfly ribbon. Then with a dark green skirt. I love this outfit because it doesn't press on his arm. It was made to expand and loose so that my arms could freely move. In front of the mirror, I was fascinated to see myself as beautiful as the Northern Flower. My hair is smooth and my skin is soft. My charming eyes can even make myself stunned with a single glance. My lips are as sweet as cream and honey. My body is also perfect, neither thin nor fat. Slim but full. If I could marry myself, I would.

What was I really thinking just now?

Just a girl's wild fantasies.

I flinched when my mother called out to me, but I was still not satisfied admiring myself. Mother came from the kitchen with a glass of warm tea hovering near her shoulders. The tea landed on the table where I sat.

“What's up?” my many. “What Mom will now teach me cooking?”

Mom laughed lightly. “No.”

After I remembered and I noticed, my mother came home without food as usual. Very rarely do you come back empty handed. Usually he would bring me clothes, books, or other things.

“There's something I want to tell you,” he continued.

Suddenly the atmosphere became more serious. I gulped my saliva as my mother began to sit opposite me. Are you still angry about that?

“Sorry,” I started immediately.

“Sorry why?” Mother threw her face at me who was equally her.

“Not about earlier?”

“Not.”

“Is there anything that makes mom angry?” much worry.

“No.” Mom shakes. “Begini, Niva, it looks like it's time you go.”

I was stiffened like a statue. “Go? Now then? Go where?” I was so confused. I didn't expect this.

“You'd love to go to the outside world, wouldn't you? Then, I'll let you.”

“Ya ..., but, why now? A moment ago, Mom scolded me for playing outside the house, and now she's telling me to leave. Wh why? And also, the way Mom said it as if impressed to throw me out.”

“Mother said that you have been strong for a long time, right. You don't have to beat Mom to be strong. It is precisely Mother's fear all this time if you get hurt out there that keeps you locked up here, and can't get any stronger,” said the woman in front of me.

“But, I like it here.”

“But, do you want to stay here for good, and let go of your dreams like Mom?”

“How about Mom come with me?” I immediately threw out the idea that had just entered my head. “We can go around together and the dream of Mom looking for the end of the world can also be realized.”

“Cannot. Mom's dreams are long gone swallowed by time, Niva. For me, the world is spinning too fast. You can't depend on Mom forever. Someday, you will have to be able to live alone, find the right people, build a house, and have a family, then spend old time together with your loved ones.”

I looked down accompanied by a sense of uneasiness and confusion. “But, I'm not ready to go.”

“Mother is also not ready to let you go. I'm still scared if Niva gets hurt out there.”

I'm pecking again. How else. I am a statue. Silence in the flow of time. My existence means nothing but a display. There's not much I can do but stand up without doing something, like a statue.

“Then, can it be postponed for a few days? I have to think about it again,” I said tired. I was tired and wanted to immediately lay my body on a soft bed.

In the playground of my mind, all forms of manifestation that represent a part of me scramble to take game-making. They all chose the game easily. There are those who take seesaws, swings and then there are those who play together with makeshift tools, some are running around the park. That's where I'm the real one, just sitting watching them play with satisfaction. Soon they were all exhausted and left. I also decided to go.

I opened my eyes excitedly. I just fell asleep in a snowstorm. Pretending to sleep on that gray cloud I hate. The cloud must have been happy to see me like this, he celebrated by bringing down even more heavy snowfall.

My bed no longer feels soft. I have slept facing the other side, turning clockwise, or sleeping on my stomach, but all positions are the same. I decided to face the window that was frozen with ice. With my fingers, I shaped the ice on the glass into a picture of the Nivalis Flower dripping with snow. From the droplet was created a baby that grew into a lonely beautiful girl.

Since then, my mother hasn't come knocking on my door and checked on me. I don't know what he's doing. Maybe lamenting himself. Maybe lament his daughter who is already …. What was I thinking? I drove out all the negative thoughts that were swarming me with a slab and clap.

My bedroom window separated the mattress and a 2-level shelf filled with neatly arranged books. I stared for so long at each book's back. I pulled the maroon colored book with magic towards me. As I lay down I read the book again.

The book contains an introduction to famous countries that are suitable for travel. The initial chapter describes the country on the Livadia Continent which is famous for its vast and beautiful flower fields. The temperature is not as extreme here, because the flowers there are more diverse. Next was Alderia, a vast and largest forest kingdom led by a beautiful queen who exuded a charming aura. Then there is also the island country inhabited by the half-dragon human race. The country is very rich in unique culture and upholds ancestral values. Then, the land of desolate and mysterious deserts and the last land that is always covered with snow.

Just a piece of writing has amazed me and is eager to visit these countries. That was my biggest dream. I wondered how it became a real picture that I could see and feel for myself the sensation. I want to leave a trail on every trip I'm going to tell my mom.

Then why am I still considering it? Is my wish really just a fake dream? Or maybe, I just don't want to go out of here?

I asked myself that question, and kept going over and over again until my head seemed to want to break. My head felt like it was breaking as the clattering sound of snow hitting the glass window grew more and more so, then instantly quiet. I opened the window.

The snow suddenly subsided, as if treading on me once more to see the world out there. The deep, dark blue sea stretched as far as the eye could see. Painting the world with its blue color side by side with the gray sky. The sea was not calm as usual, it was turbulent as I watched it. I saw a vast horizon that attracted all the senses throughout my body.

The sound of the waves slowly whispered in my ear, calling out to me with a gentle sigh. Initially like a whisper, long later it became a song from the ocean. The cool sea breeze caressed my face and ruffled my hair. The wind came to my room, then wrapped my body as if we knew each other. The wind also carried a refreshing, cold and cool sea scent. I can see also, the pillars of light pierced through the gloomy clouds. Keep the sky from collapsing. Giving a warmth with its bright color to the face of the sea and myself.

How could I not explain it in words to narrate the blue stage, to listen to the haunting song, to see the wave of fins in the distance, and to feel what I feel in the shortest time I breathe.

Is this what the world wants to show me? It was a strange sensation but I really enjoyed it, like I was enjoying every taste of my favorite food. Giving its own satisfaction to the unstable heart that is still fumbling this.

I closed the window and returned to the place where I could start. I saw my mother looking out the front window of the house. I couldn't see his face from behind, so I didn't know what he was thinking.

“Mother,” call me.

The graceful-faced woman turned around and walked up to me. “Im sorry Mom, Niva, but preferably...”.

“I'll go outside,” I said seriously. “I went outside not because Mom forced me, but because that's what I wanted.”

“Are you sure?”

“I'd be lying if I said I wasn't scared, but it was my dream. That's worth a try. And I don't want to let go of this opportunity that's in front of my eyes,”.

My mother smiled to see me. “Then, wait a minute,” he said.

Mother then headed for her magic workshop located on my right side. The room is next to the kitchen. After a long wait for his presence and I waited for his answer, mother returned and flew a black robe with a pointed hat towards me.

“What is my witch's cloak?” I took the robe. Groped the delicate cloth of the robe and put the big hat on my head.

“Sorry, I didn't make that robe in your favorite color, but I made that cloak and hat to protect you from the threat of magic. The hat can also help you survive extreme weather,” said the mother.

“It's okay. Thank you.” I was happy to wear the cape and hat I wanted. I waved the robe and glued his pointy hat to my head. “I like it.”

“Good with this, I inaugurate you as a true witch.”

I waited. The inauguration ceremony of a witch was very important and sacred, so I had to endure my martial arts and undergo the ceremony with great respect. But, wait, why is mom just smiling at me?

“What's finished?” many wonder. I glanced behind my mother trying to find a line of candles flying to form a symbol and a golden cup containing a mystical drink that I must drink to strengthen my magic energy. There's nothing behind my mom.

“What's done?”

“The inauguration ceremony!”

Mom laughed hard. “No inauguration ceremony, Niva. What makes you think you should hold a ceremony to raise a witch?”

“But, in the book...”

Ah, crap! Why am I so stupid? Why do I believe so much in a book that we can change its contents at will? I should have known the ceremony was just to make the story more dramatic. Stupid little Niva dream.

“Indeed, in the past, some cultures performed ceremonies to raise a new witch. But, actually, it's not necessary. The magic is already in all of us without the need to perform even rituals. Everything that was in the story was just a fact that was changed. Just like a cape and a pointy hat, witches actually don't need it all.”

“Cloak and hat too!? Why!?” i'm appalled.

“Originally why witches wear real robes and hats from Venice, my mother. He wears the cape and hat to hide from the citizens, but the citizens instead admire the way the Great Witch dresses and start making her clothes for the witch,” explained the mother.

Venice is known as the Great Witch. He who started magic, taught magic and helped humanity to its glory. He was the strongest magician ever. However, an attack from an evil kingdom 600 years ago left him dead. The Magic Goddess was also the original Nation of Ardus, whose blood was now passed down to the mother.

After I heard her explanation from mother, I felt a little regret about being a witch.

“Not to be sad. Want like whatever you look like if you can use magic according to your will, you can already be called a witch,” said Mother who seemed to encourage me.

“Yes, I think Mom's right.” I'm back excited.

My dream is coming soon, but before that there is still much I have to prepare to begin my journey. Mother then helped me prepare the necessary items and put them on a dark blue sling bag. I want to bring books that are very important to help me on my way. But, all the books are very important to me and I can't bring them all. I also decided to take a book with an empty content. This book will help me to record all my future travels.

I stood in front of the house and saw the steps I was going to take forward. Before that, my mother told me, “Ingat, Niva, the world out there is not like a book that always describes beautiful things. Out there, full of not only danger, but anything that could hurt Niva, inside and out. The outside world was not as gentle as a rabbit's fur and a mother's caress. Although there is no mother, Niva has nothing to worry about. Niva is a strong girl. Niva the flower blooms in winter.”

Hm, even though I have never felt mother's caress.

“After you get out of that fence, I will no longer be able to help you. During the trip, you will meet many unique people, as well as unique places. You can ask them for help if you need to. That's natural. So, Niva has nothing to fear. But, be careful, because not everyone will be nice to you.”

“Alright, I'll remember that.”

“One more thing.” Mother took out a necklace with a clear jewel and draped it on me. The gemstone was clear enough to look like a beautiful ice crystal. “This necklace contains Mother's magic power to help you. But remember this well! Only use it if you are in a serious situation. Use it if you feel so close to death. And don't let your necklace be stolen by someone else, okay?”

If mom says so, I think this necklace contains a lot of power. My curiosity said I wanted to try it, but I had to hold it back at the right time according to mom's message.

“I understand,” I replied.

“You've become a powerful magical girl. Sangaaatttt's mom is proud of you.”

In this moment of farewell, I wanted to ask you something, I wanted to ask you something I had never felt before, even though I knew it would never happen. “Can't I ask for a farewell hug?”

“Sorry ...”

Well ... what can I expect.

“Then, will you still be waiting for me here when I get home?” I asked once more.

“Of course. I can't wait to hear all your stories.”

“Good. Then, see you later, Mother.” Mother's gentle smile excited me back. I can't be sad. I had to endure all that sadness and leave mother with my cherry smile.

I've now passed the fence. Snow flushed on my lapel, but I'll be fine. I waved my hand at my mother at home.

“When I get home, I want Mom to cook me a lot of mushroom cream soup and butter bread to welcome me. Then, I will tell all the stories of my journey to my mother until late at night. I have to hear everything. I'll tell you as detailed and clear as possible. When I sleep, I want Mom to be with me like I was when I was a kid. Then, I want us to practice again. I'll show you my growing strength. I will miss, Mother.” cried out from a distance. I want my voice in his heart.

“Alright, I can't wait for that. Mom will miss you too,” mom screams and replies to me too. I could feel my desire being conveyed to her through that shout. I want to be with my mom after this is over.

Here's my. Standing in front of a forest I've never been in. What kind of world will I find out there. Whatever it is may give me a story when I get back home.

I took a deep breath and calmed my heartbeat. Finally, I began to put my first step inside the silent forest and only snow. I didn't want to look, because I knew that if I looked again, I wouldn't be able to move forward anymore. This is my farthest step from home as long as I live.

I will now see the whole world in my dreams with my own eyes. I'm all set.