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Once upon a time....
There was a witch.
She lived in a castle in a very faraway and enchanted land. Was this magic? Of course, every witches and faeries are magical and their lands too.
She lived in a beautiful castle, surrounded by a forest of ancient trees. The birds were wonderful, and there was also a lake with fishes of every colors.
She loved every tree, every rock, and every flower that she knew since she was a child.
She loved watching the sun set and the moon rising behind the mountains and it seemed she made part of both.
Sometimes people needed their curative herbs. So she went down the village with her cat Mist to cure sick people and comfort who needed she.
Once she found a young man that was an artist, a painter.
He was from a distant, very distant land, but they became friends and he made a picture from her.
When she saw that picture, she couldn’t believe.
He had painted every hidden dream of her.
Every expression of her heart and every feeling.
He had painted her soul.
It was one of the precious moments in her life.
Now, so many years after, he is an artist in his distant land.
She will never leave their trees.
But they will remain friends for ever.
He was so gentle! He used to call her "My Magicways".
Now often, when she feels sad, she misses him so much!
This picture was drawn by a dear friend of mine. It was his way of see me.
The story was written by me according the picture.
I was far, but I was a witch and witches have power. So we could be together. No time, no space. Just souls!
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