Chapter 5

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The staff they escaped on only rose higher in the air. Allowing the two to fly through the town with ease. The commute was the same as always, as if getting away from the law of this land was common. What did they do to even get in trouble with them? Was Luz a criminal now? Going above them and away from what the law wanted of them. On what seemed like an impossibly powerful staff. Different forms of life roamed the place. Luz, however, kept her eyes shut, too scared to look down as the staff carried them through the wind.

"You can open your eyes you know," Eda said, "If I'm right we should be in the clear,"

As Eda said this, she helped Luz sit up properly on the staff. The last thing they needed was for her to fall off in the middle of a place that she didn't know. Luz finally opened her eyes, and she looked down. Seeing the land looking smaller and smaller the further they were from the ground. From this height, they were at it, making it seem like the world was small. As if the people or whatever was down there were like ants. All of them work as one, one way or another. That's how things were, it seemed. Luz then looks away from the ground below her and then up at Eda in awe. Not even she was sure if this was even real or not. The girl was in awe of it all. This strange yet excitingly new place was far from what it was like from home. The dreamer didn't even know if any of this was real. As far as she knew, she could have been passed out inside of the old abandoned house with a possum trying to chew her hair. Maybe this was a dream, and she was actually in bed right now. No, she hasn't had a normal dream since she was 6. Nothing was exceptionally "normal" anymore in her eyes. Not in the eyes of a dreamer, whatever that even meant.

"Wha..what was that.." Luz asked her trying to grasp what had happened just minutes ago.

"That dear human is a regular Tuesday for me." she said, "You're lucky I even saved you back there, again," she added.

"I told you my name is Luz," she began, "Why are you still insisting that you call me that?" she spoke a little annoyed but with more curiosity in her tone.

After Luz asked this, the snarky gray-haired woman chuckled under her breath in response, her gaze going over at the confused girl as they flew. As time went on, Eda couldn't help but feel amused by her, as if the girl hadn't figured it out yet.

"What? Did you seriously think I was a human? After everything I said the other night? Come on you must be smarter than that kid," Eda stated looking out ahead of them.

"Well if you're not a human then what are you?"

Eda fell silent to this question; she really couldn't figure it out, it seemed. She couldn't blame Luz after everything so far. Everything here is confusing enough, so she took pity on this sense. Sure enough, she found a good spot to land at. Eda reduced the staff's speed and lowered the two of them to the ground. The red grass blew gently in the gentle breeze. It wasn't rough or foreboding; it was just enough to cool off any tension that might have been in the air. Once they were on the ground, Eda was the first to get off of the staff, gesturing for Luz to do the same. Once Luz got off of the staff, Eda took the staff and twirled it flawlessly. Having done it many times before, she hit the end of it down just enough to make a small thud. Emitting a small yellow spark that veered around the owl palisman. The eyes of the owl glowed yellow. She was displaying herself as someone who wasn't human, or at least it seemed that way.

"I am the most powerful witch in the Boiling Isles, that's who I am."

With this revelation, Luz couldn't help but look at her with wide eyes not fully convinced that the woman is a witch of all things, "There's no way. All of the stuff out there- am I dreaming?!" 

"Not in the slightest kid. I'm the real deal, people know me around as Eda the Owl Lady," She finally introduced herself holding her hand out to shake, "You must be a brave kid to come out to a place like this by yourself,"

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