Birth of a Crimson Feather

⚝ Star Crystals ⚝

"I give you this book to hold and to protect, never open it in front of other people, and most importantly do not show it to any Witch, even if you trust them with your life!"

My father's words were piercing my head, every single moment of the day I reminisced and thought of what he said and why... I will never know if I can see him again if I can speak to him, the only thing that's important now is my mission, a mission that will surely put me in danger. This book feels heavy, it weighs on my heart and soul, and every spiritual gate I once opened is slowly giving away. I know it is hard, I can sense it, but there's a part of me that won't let me ignore the Grimoir's powers. I need to reach my destination tonight!

The night was slowly moving under a red moon. The air was overflowing with fireflies, so pretty, dancing around me, this looked like such a small pause to my pain and suffering, a break that I desperately wanted to take. I placed my carrying bag on the ground and sat on a very large log. I was only a few hours away from The Blue Desert but the only way I could continue my journey was by sleeping at least a little. I was so afraid to close my eyes but my tired eyelids slowly helped me enter my deep sleep. Calming and soundless, making it hard for me to wake myself, I finally hesitantly opened my eyes and saw nothing in the sky. Weird... the red moon that once stood there was gone and I was once again reminded of my father's words.

"Once the red moon leaves and your heartbeat starts to ease, walk the way but not divert, to reach the lonely Blue Desert."

He was always cryptic and loved to act poetic... But he is right, the red moon is no longer visible. 'I need to start walking again.' I reminded myself and grabbed my purple bag.

The air started picking up and some specs of dust started traveling my way. They had a light blue color, sparkling almost like the stardust we used to collect during my first year at Witch Academy. We used to gather said dust for easy spells and decorations. I had some with me, but this kind looked a bit different, more blinding, and beautiful. I tried opening my hands so I could touch it but it melted instantly. So sad... wish I could easily pick this dust and mix it with my own, who knows what amalgamation I can create?

'Looks like I'm very close to the Blue Dessert, I better wear my hat and mask, the air feels heavy.'

There was no indication that I was entering this realm other than the change of colors in the air and on the ground. Usually, when my father talked about this place I thought I would see a scene full of stars, or shards of stars, for that matter. But this is rather typical, similar to an art piece like someone paid a magician to create this place or a skilled painter to color the surface with that light blue color.

I was not unimpressed, but I definitely thought I would see more. I made myself walk further in and as I turned right I felt a strong sense of sorrow, different from mine, it was something otherworldly, difficult to comprehend if you had never felt this before. I looked over my shoulder but nothing was there, just the dust floating around and the fireflies still following me from before.

"Hmm... Odd... Maybe it's just my imagination..."

 I was not going to say this out loud but my voice got out of my mouth without noticing. I gasped and almost giggled. I always did that, I was clumsy and it got me in trouble way too many times.

'Goddess... Artemis is going to be sooo pleased with me, why can't I just zip it? ' I said jokingly to myself. Almost immediately a laugh was heard, soft and airy but it carried the same gloom I felt before.

"Yes, why can't you keep your voice down, girl? I am trying to sleep here!"

The deep voice said.