Enchantments and Other things

Once upon a time

There was a girl named Yna. She was charming, delightful, and amazingly gifted. Many of the villagers in their town knew her and her family as warm, fun, and an inspiration.

However, Yna had an enchantment casted unto her when she was a little girl. The older she got, her enchantment grew with her. The enchantment became more unbearable. More painful. It was getting harder and harder to push it aside and let everyone see that she was fine.

She had tried to seek refuge and speak about her enchantments with others and yet they dismissed her. They would look at her patiently, chuckle at her wounded pride and explained to her that enchantments were a figment of her imagination and whatever she was going through would pass.

It didn't. Ever since then, Yna had never opened up to anyone else and kept her enchantment to herself.

It was a long and hard journey for Yna; she didn't know how to cope with enchantments and the books that she had read about them were less than helpful.

One thing was for certain though, once the enchantments have completed its full form, the host would die.