Snow Witch'S Journey
A place that made me feel lost
How else, I decided to walk around the city alone. I left my cape and hat in my room, and then I went out into the street. Tonight, the streets became bright and beautiful. From behind the glass, I saw various kinds of goods on sale. Beautiful dresses, jewelry and crafts. I really want to buy it, but I have to think carefully about my expenses.
Rather than spending money to buy items that were not possible to use during the trip, I would rather use my money to eat and rest. Those are two very important things.
Speaking of food, my nose has been doing a good job since. It captures the delicious aroma of a diner. I happen to not have dinner yet. I didn't have to think much longer and rushed to that place either.
Finally, a real shop. The warmth and the warmth at each table. Sendau joked the customers filled the loneliness of my heart. I don't know any of them, if I just sit at their table, maybe I'll be considered a weird girl. So I sat at the bar table that was not filled with people while hearing their chatter.
“You order what miss?” the male servant welcomed me. He looked as old as Edras' father, but the maid had slick, shiny hair. Despite being old, the man looked fresh like a young boy.
“Can I order mushroom cream soup?” my door.
“Of course, miss.” He showed me a bottle of wine. “Wind?”
“No, thank you. I'm still under age.”
The man snorted. “What are underage girls doing here? Where are your parents?”
“Ibuku not coming. I roamed alone.”
He snorted again. “Listen, there are some people who despite looking young but are apparently the same age as me. Regulations in this store, do not allow minors to enter, unless accompanied by a parent.”
“But the truth is I'm 17 years old. I'm just gonna eat my food and go, ok?”
“Rules remain rules, miss. If the lady still insists, show me your letter?” insist on the man's servant.
“What letter?” i'm amazed.
The man was no less looking at me. The same feeling repeated again. “Suart permission to visit the city? What about the letter of Population? A letter containing that miss a legal resident legally?” I have absolutely no idea what the man was talking about. “In the Visiting Permit Letter there is a statement about your identity. In short, if you are indeed “berelana”, you can enter any city with the letter,” he explained.
“I don't know such a thing,” murmured.
“If the lady does not have the letter, it means that the lady is still underage. Because the letter can only be made when you are over 18 years old.”
“In other words, if I want to visit a city, then I have to show you the letter?” i'm making sure.
The man nodded.
“And I only visited in the city for a while, but why use the letters?”
“New era, new regulation,” said the man. “Yes already, for this time only, I allow miss.” The man turned around and headed back.
While I, speechless, thought of the man's words. I finally realized what Edras was doing at that gate. Since I had no papers, Edras had to pay the guard to let me in. I'm sorry, Edras.
The man came back with my order in his hand. A bowl of mushroom cream soup that is still warm. This is not a special dish, so the color and aroma is not much different from mother-made. For the taste, of course the mother's cooking is more delicious. Mother's cuisine uses more pepper, while this store uses a lot of milk to make it thicker. No problem, I can still enjoy.
After I had spent nothing, I gave the servant 10 Saints of silver. I rubbed my stomach full.
“Sorry, excuse me,” I called the waiter who was wiping the glass.
“My name is Draff,”.
“About earlier, since I am a magician, shouldn't there be privileges that witches get?”
The waiter was still casually wiping one glass at a table. “Witch? What is Miss Royal Witch?”
“No,” I answered quickly.
“How about the Certificate of Witch? A witch should have it.”
“That's a letter to prove that Miss is officially a witch. Miss can only get it after graduating in magic school.” The man then put down his glass which was as clear as the reflection of water. “Did the lady seriously say that she was traveling? It seems that miss has no careful preparation.”
His words were bad in my heart, but the man was not wrong. I don't know much, like the village and the letters. I should have really prepared myself thoroughly and wondered everything about wandering.
I dropped my forehead on the table. “Why bother once. Though I just want to see the outside world,” lamented.
“You how else, new era, new regulation. Since the Third Darkness ended, many international regulations have been implemented.”
I was busy whining like a baby, but I could hear that man saying ‘Third Darkness’. The Third Darkness occurred 84 years ago. Mother said, it was an era where the sun was completely covered by darkness. Every day is night. There is no light, no hope. Evil creatures and monsters rise from their nests, free to roam and rampage the village.
Fortunately, the Third Darkness was not during the previous era of darkness, thanks to the unified nations, mankind achieved victory against the darkness. And now, I can enjoy a time of peace.
“What if I show my magic skills to get those letters?”
Over the centuries, magic and witches have helped advance civilization to the present. Because of this, many witches gained special advantages. One of them is a witch known throughout the country as the Bearer of the News. The witch can travel wherever she likes, and bring news that comes with the wind to every country she visits.
The war on the Third Darkness also did not escape the help of the great witches. Isn't it strange that I, the daughter of the strongest magician, have special rights?
“Listen, miss. If Miss doesn't have those letters, people won't admit you and all your access is limited. Which means, there's no point in you showing that magic every time you enter the city gate or order food at the tavern.”
I was shocked and held my head up. “Even if I am the strongest magician in the world?”
“Even for the gods, if they don't have the necessary letters, people won't believe you. That's the man who today believes, a piece of paper.”
“Yang is right!?”
How's now? If I didn't have that letter, my dream of visiting every country would be in vain. I can't keep asking Edras to pay for every gate, my money has its limits. I just have to use money for the main things. Did I go back home and ask mom for help?
“What's the miss?” ask the waiter. It seems he noticed my troubled face.
Of course I'm worried, I don't know if I want to travel the world to have to prepare such a thing. “How do I make that letter?”
“First, miss must be at least 18 years old. After just coming to the town hall, the white building at the end of the street. There is an employee who will help the lady finish making the letter,” he explained.
“But, I just had a birthday a month ago. I don't want to wait a year here.”
“How about I help you?”
“Really!?” I jumped so excited that I dropped my chair so hard. People threw their eyes at me.
“Come tomorrow morning here.”
I just agreed to it. The man wanted to help me, so I couldn't let his good intentions go to waste. I also went back to the inn. It does not feel like the night is old, so there are not many people who move outside. Ausor lights illuminate snow-covered streets.
I went to Edras' room and knocked on his door. Since he was my first friend, I thought about telling him about tomorrow's plans. I also wanted to tell you about a very different tavern from his father's. I want to show you the streets of the city when there are no horses and people running. Storytelling until the morning and laughing together with satisfaction may be fun. But I waited a long time for the door to open, there was no answer. “I think you're asleep,” my thoughts. I didn't want to disturb him, so I ended my intention and chose to sleep.
***
The man returned when the night was getting thicker and the candlelight faded. Every step of the foot on the stairs he climbed was so heavy and exhausting. He rubbed his eyes while yawning.
Upstairs, the man walked towards his room on the left of the hallway. Instead, he stopped at the right door. He knocked on the door and called a name, “Niva ...” There was no answer but the door opened by itself without anyone behind it. It was as if the door opened a path for the man.
“Basic. Don't tell me you didn't lock your door because it was waiting for me,” murmured.
He entered slowly and threw his eyes around. It was seen that the snow-white haired girl was fast asleep in her soft bed. His long hair was unraveling like a snow blanket. The girl fell asleep in the tranquility of her beautiful dream. The man smiled, looking at the girl who looked like a lonely snow princess.
The candlelight illuminated the entire room from its ceiling, but not the girl's empty heart. The man placed a white box on the table next to the bed and a piece of paper on it. He went out and closed the door. He went back to his room.