~{ A Time We Knew So Well... }~

~{ That ginger haired witch }~

It began as every usual day... The Boiling Isles was a large and mysterious place that held lots of story's and past within it. The large Titan's skeleton rested there holding the isles together as it was surrounded by the boiling sea. There was a a town not to far called Bones Burrow, it was a nice part of the Boiling Isles with most of it residences living there. The town was its normal self with all the busy streets, many witches, demons, and other types of creatures and beings around it. But there was one witch in particular who always stood out, her bright red hair that was nice and bushy, it always was so long and was put up into a ponytail but this day it was not put up in its normal ponytail, this time is was down and along her back with some of it drooping in front of her face as she held her head low as she walked. Her normal walk was flowy and more expressive but this time... this time it was slow and saddened. Her feet basically dragging the ground as she walked along the streets seeming so gloomy and not her normal self. Her normal self was mischievous and rather happy, she loved to do her normal pranks and just was always smiling and laughing with a casual few snorts that made anyone around her laugh and feel happy. But this time she wasn't herself and no one could figure out why. This young witch in particular was named Edalyn Clawthorne, and was a Clawthorne who came from a long line of palisman carvers, and she was well known specially  due to her past of pranks and another incident... She continued to walk along, her head low and her entire body just so weakened and droopy, her arms were hugging herself as she walked along, her ears pinned low as she had tears in her beautiful golden eyes that held so much sadness. Her bright thick ginger hair swaying softly in the breeze that blew through the streets as she walked by herself. Soon she got to a corner where she saw a Emperors coven guard at the end the a street which worried her even more. Her heart pittered and pattered in her chest as her breaths got heavier. She was known as a Wild witch, who were know as their wild ways never wanting to join a coven and were known as "Dangerous too ones around them" but she was no threat to anyone unless you were a shrew or a mole or any small rodent due to her habit of eating them. But this witch just didn't like the coven system that was clearly bad for many reasons, but she stayed in her wild ways even if it was going to be harder for her. But as she stood there for a moment just staring at the guard she shook her head and huffed.   "Snap out of it...". The witch mumbled to herself, she wasn't her quick and bright self as usual her movements and her mind didn't seem to be thinking straight and she wasn't moving so fast. She saw the guard began to turn her direction which worried her, she quickly darted down a dark alleyway. Her boots making a softly clopping noise as she walked on the concrete, she stepped in a puddle of gross dark water which she stopped for a moment and looked down as she stood in the dark gross water, she could see her reflection in the dirty water. She stared at herself, her face held so much sadness but also had lost so much emotion, a few tears fell down her cheeks and soon fell off her fine skin falling into the puddle, making a soft plop. She tried holding all her emotions and tears back as she just stared at herself before looking up and rubbing her face and softly groaned into her hands. She shook her head before walking forward and quickly made her way through the alleyway and soon to the other side where there was no one thankfully to see the sad witch. Her ears perked up and listened around before quickly darting out of the alleyway and towards the thick forest. The ginger haired witch had been living by herself for a few months now, and had found herself a old house but had been fixing it up by herself. The house was placed in a clearing in the woods next to the boiling sea, the house looked over into the beautiful sea even tho the sea was so dangerous it was rather beautiful. As she made her way to her house she cried for the most of the way there, her eyes now puffy and red from the crying and rubbing her eyes. Soon she reached her home, she walked up to the front door and began to turn the handle before suddenly a sound called out.  "Hoot! You're back! hoot hoot!". A familiar voice said to the sad witch, she'd jumped at the voice but then let out a deep breath. "H-Hello, Hooty... Can...Can you please just open the door, I don't feel like talking right now...". Eda said to the bird worm that had been living in her door since she moved in. He was a strange demon but she was strange aswell so she didn't mind him, specially since he protected her. Hooty went to speak once more but could tell she was off, and not her normal self. So they slowly opened the door allowing her in and letting her walk inside before closing it behind her. The witch walked inside, the house was dark and gloomy as it had became night when she arrived home. The house was pretty empty for now, a couch was on the right side of the room as she walked in and there was a few items scattered around and items hung up, it was clear she was still moving in. The witch walked over to her couch, she stood infront of it before flopping down onto it, her body slightly bounced when she landed on it before completely lying still. Her tired body laid against the couch as she cried out, her tears falling down her face onto the cushions on the couch as she cried. Her tears staining the couch as she continued to cry out sadly. That day was her most horrid day and moment that had happened to her, even worse then the curse... It had broken the once so happy witch, leaving her sad and unsure of what to do with herself losing someone that was apart of her, apart or her life, her everything...