Outlines of Peddicret

It takes one to know one

The witch dug her long skeleton fingers into my hair and pushed my head towards the kettle. "Ah you're hurting me!" I said with an irritated voice. "HIHIHIHI" she laughed out loud and pushed my head into the slimy substance. I wanted to negotiate but my mouth was already in the slime and I didn't want the taste of poop and death in my mouth. I felt my skin burn away in small pieces, I knew my thoughts were now visible for everybody to see.

I could feel the witches poking in my head in search of the right incident. It feels like a sharp knife piercing in your brain like it's stuck and wants to come out. In the meantime you can't control your thoughts, and they could see everything without your knowing. If your head is in the slimy substance you can't see or hear anything. You can only connect with the witch if you need to answer her questions. I could see the thoughts she was looking at, dreams I had, fears which haunt my head and happenings of my daily life. 'You don't fear death nor pain, I saw that the last time we had met. What do you fear? Why did you act so reckless this afternoon?' the witch asked with suspicion. The thought of rolling my eyes popped up in my head. 'STOP ROLLING YOUR EYES MOONCHILD!' the witch yelled. The whole area around us darkened and you could only see the gloaming light of the kettle. The word moonchild triggered a traumatic memory. My mind couldn't control itself and fought with the witch's controlling fingers. My mind found the memory belonging to the word moonchild. I had a panic attack, the memory was too traumatic, and I was going to show it to everyone.

A Moonchild could only be a woman of the amazons (big warrior women) tribe: Ayala. She needs to be touched by the moon. Only once every 300 years a girl gets touched by the moon. The girl must have her first bleeding in the presence of the moonlight. For only the day she becomes a woman she can absorb the powers of the moon. The process is very painful and some girls have died from receiving the powers. How did I become a Moonchild? I told you I was found in the forest by Billy, that was right after the touch of the moon. Before Billy, I lived deep into the forest, born into the tribe of the powerful Ayala tribe who hunted the monsters living in the forest. That also explains why I am taller than the average woman. Next our 'village' was a huge lake which beheld tales of white magic, I don't know if I believe those. It was the 28th day of the month, I remembered the pain in my stomach that day. The night fell and that was the time we would wash ourselves in the lake. I took my place in the lake and felt something warm besides my legs in the cold water. The moon was hidden behind some veil clouds, so I couldn't see what was happening. I started to panic, I was making my way back to the bank. The moon tore the clouds apart and made herself present. The surrounding water was brown, reddish and I started to scream. The moon grabbed the water and turned it glowing white. All the women tried to run out of the water, so did I. White stripes of water were reaching for me. I turned around to face the evil, but only saw beauty. The moon put a spell on me. As soon as the white water had reached me I felt sharp pains climbing up my body. I cried out in pain. Some women tried to save me, but burned their skin in the water. The pain was almost unbearable, as soon as the transition was complete my body gave a shock wave. Trees fell down, mountains crumbled, our village was ruined and several women were injured. After the powers had taken a place in my bones I can't remember a thing. The moon marks all her children, giving them a sign. My sign was a crescent moon.

'There is a strong force in you, moonchild. A force that can betray you very easily. Learn to control it, because this little scene here was unnecessary. You made a fool of yourself.'. The witch said with a filthy voice. The green slime turned into dark purple, into a nightmare. 'Ahhhhhh and there is the fear. Hihihi. Sisters, I told you I would find it. You are scared to be taken for a fool. That someone on the little planet we call earth will question your knowledge. The fear also makes you insecure. Hihihihi, poor little moonchild, so much power, but at the same time such a disappointment for yourself. That explains why you're always so sarcastic, even in your thoughts. DISGUSTING! If you don't control this fear it will consume you and even more decisions you make will be bad.' the witch said disgustedly. I rolled my eyes, but I couldn't help feeling the tears that were coming up. Evil old piece of crap. "HEY! You won't ever say that in my presence again.' the witch told me with a low voice of evil languages that are not spoken by anyone today. 'Your punishment will be decided.' the witch pulled me out of the cauldron and turned to the others. The three would decide my fate. I turned to the Gray Fox and Orson. 'Well that is a stupid fear to have.' Orson said with a silly smile. The Gray Fox gave Orson a backhand on the head and said nothing. He already knew my fear and the flaws it brought with it.

The witches turned back with their verdict. 'You will go to the end of this world and the beginning of hell. At the gate you will meet two men, one wears a secret. That secret will lead you to a treasure we would like to possess and maybe answers to the questions in your head.' she spoke in riddles. I replied: 'What is the treasure I'll be searching for?'. I didn't speak riddle so it seems a fair question to ask. The leading witch, the b*tch that found my flaw, crawled towards me. She touched me with only one fingernail. My whole body burned, damn it, I was marked. 'Your sign will burn when you're near. Now get out of our sights and don't come back without the treasure. You get seven days.'. 'Are you going to call me with that message?' I asked sarcastically. 'The witch flew over the cauldron and grabbed me by the throat. 'Seven days, or we will send you to hell as a prisoner'.