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Meeting the Midnight Witch

Within the heart of the dense forest, where the light fought to penetrate the towering trees, Iriah stumbled upon a hidden path. Its contours were intertwined with gnarled roots and covered in a carpet of fallen leaves, guiding her toward an unknown destination. Intrigued by the mysterious trail, she followed it with hesitant steps, her senses sharp with anticipation.


As she ventured deeper, a peculiar sight caught her eye. Nestled amidst thorny vines and overgrown foliage stood a secluded cottage. Its worn wooden walls were adorned with climbing ivy, and a soft glow emanated from inside. Curiosity coursed through Iriah’s veins, urging her to step forward and explore the dwelling.


The door creaked open with reluctance as Iriah pushed it, revealing a realm draped in shadows. A gentle warmth enveloped her, drawing her further into the cottage’s embrace. And there, standing before her, was the Midnight Witch—a woman of wisdom and enigma. Her frosted silver hair cascaded down her back, shimmering under the faint moonlight that seeped through the cracks in the walls. Her eyes, deep as the night sky, held a gaze filled with both serenity and unspoken secrets.


The Midnight Witch extended a weathered hand in greeting, her voice as soft as a whisper rustling through autumn leaves. “Ah, Iriah, child of colors,” she murmured, her voice carrying an air of ancient knowledge. “I have long awaited your arrival. Come, sit.”


Iriah complied, a mix of awe and trepidation dancing in her chest. Within the walls of the cottage, the Midnight Witch began to reveal herself, sharing tales of forgotten realms and enchantments long lost to time. She spoke of magical creatures prowling the twilight, and memories woven into the very fibers of nature.


“I have seen that you possess a gift, Iriah,” the Midnight Witch intoned, her silver eyes locking with Iriah’s own. “You perceive the world through the veins of emotions. Colors part their secrets before you, whispering stories of joy, sorrow, and everything in between.”


Iriah nodded, her senses heightened with the realization that her ability was not a curse but a guide. The Midnight Witch explained that together, they could embark on a wondrous journey, delving into the depths of emotions and the vivid palette of existence.


And so, under the tutelage of the Midnight Witch, Iriah delved into the realm of the invisible—where emotions danced, intertwining with hues only she could truly comprehend. With each passing day, the witch imparted her knowledge, challenging Iriah to harness her abilities and delve deeper into the rich tapestry of emotions that wove through the world.


They trekked through moonlit meadows and dew-kissed forests, where Iriah learned to discern the aching blue of heartbreak, the fiery red of anger, and the delicate pink of first love. The Midnight Witch taught her the nuances of color, how they could shift from bright to muted, reflecting the ever-changing nature of human emotions.


In the stillness of twilight, the witch guided Iriah through a labyrinth of emotions she had never before explored—a path veiled in shadows, where fear and longing intertwined. Here, Iriah’s abilities grew stronger, her heart expanding with empathy for the complexities of the human experience.


As their journey neared its end, the Midnight Witch bestowed upon Iriah a gift—a pendant adorned with a delicate crystal, flickering with iridescent hues. “This shall be your compass,” the witch whispered, her voice weighty with ancient wisdom. “Let the colors guide you, my dear Iriah, for you possess the ability to weave emotions into art, bridging divides and healing hearts.”


With gratitude in her heart, Iriah bid farewell to the Midnight Witch, knowing that their paths may never cross again. But the lessons she had learned, the connection she had forged with the world, and the depth of her understanding would forever shape her journey.


Leaving the cottage behind, Iriah ventured back into the forest, the pendant a comforting weight against her chest. As she stepped into the dappled sunlight, she smiled—a newfound purpose coursing through her veins. With her ability to perceive emotions through colors, Iriah was determined to bring harmony to a world rife with discord, one brushstroke at a time

A girl in the rainbow

A girl in the rainbow

Status: Ongoing Type: Author: Native Language: English
Irish, a girl has a great connection with colours. She could experience emotions in colours. She love the rainbow. Oneday a witch grants her wish and sends her to rainbow. Then a character aiden joins her. She explores the rainbow and inspires everyone.


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