After a week, the arrival of a little black, yellow-eyed, round furry creature that lives in my house as it pleases. I'm getting used to it.
Knock knock!
"Hera wakes up early!" called Grandma at the door.
I sat limp with a soul that had not blended perfectly. The sun can't pull me out of the dream world, but I can hear Grandma's voice deep into my flower bed.
"Erm! My body accompanies my ground.
It feels so good to want to live in this delicious moment.
Buf!
"Erm? What's this? Soft and chewy texture, Perhaps!"
When I picked it up, the black lump of long ears was in my room.
"Poki!" Greet with a smile.
I smiled back at him and immediately turned him into a rage.
"Poki your head!" I screamed at him as he threw him out of the house.
He is always with me when bathing, eating, at the market, in the mountains, and sleeping again.
"Haa! It's tiring!" I groaned, rolling my eyes.
"Poki!" The creature gave me a bottle of water. I don't know where he got it from.
Since she only said one word in her life, my grandma and I agreed to name him Poki.
Today I came home early from the market with a basket of food to stock up for the next 3 days. As I entered, the back door creaked loudly.
Poki preceded my steps to check the location of the incident. When I ran after him, someone grabbed the door and was about to leave.
"Grandmother? Where are you going?" I asked as I put down the basket.
Grandma just smiled guiltily at me. "I just want to attend an event held by one of the Duke Hokers at the noble's residence," she replied.
"I will accompany you, Grandma!" I asked a little forcefully. But her face seemed like she didn't want me to be with her for some reason.
"Is this event related to what happened one week ago?" I asked her urgently.
Grandma kept quiet, so I wouldn't think about what had happened before, even though I remember the troubling events. My thoughts were only on the white-haired man who had injured Grandma.
"I hate him so much," I thought.
Grandmother went to be picked up in a noble horse carriage until her whereabouts were shrouded in fog, leaving me alone in this wooden stone house for the first time.
I can't stand my sad face. "Does Grandma hate me?" A vague question crossed my mind. Poki came and kept urging me to pay attention.
"What do you want?" I screamed at him.
Poki was silent and kept pushing my feet until I finally complied. I was herded back up the mountain to the Druid forest; he took me to our first meeting location.
"It's?" I thought.
My mind was still full of what had happened earlier, but when Poki stood before me, he told me to hold him by biting my hand towards him.
"Yes, yes!" I whispered to him.
When the fine hairs filled my hands, a faint object could be seen around me. If caught with the naked eye, it was flying soot.
But when I close my eyes, I can see the location around me without having to open my eyes. An oddity that I have not felt. Suddenly I saw someone come with a beautiful statue wrapped in a soft white cloth.
"Who's she?" When I want to open my eyes.
"Do not!" A small squeak rang out in my eardrums, keeping me from lifting my eyelids.
She is a woman with green eyes, green hair, and a human body, but half of her arms and legs are made of Hawthorn wood, just like the magic wand used by Mage.
"Can you see me?" A soft voice like the rush of the wind filled my head.
I nodded. The Druid's confused face became refreshed, and she jumped for joy.
"Introducing. My name is Jervinwood. You can call me Jervin. Ah! I've been lonely for a long time; none of the visitors can see me. That's pathetic!" she cursed.
"Can I speak now?" I thought.
"Of course!" Jervin's answer left me gasping and almost gasping backward.
"Oh, sorry! Did I scare you?" she asked, starting to shuffle with a frightened face.
"W-wait! I was surprised when you heard my heart say," I called.
The green lady came back and sat down but what made me nervous was the distance between her and me, which was quite far.
"Why don't you come closer?" I asked hopefully.
"I don't want to scare you!" she answered quietly.
I smiled at her. "Don't worry, you won't turn your back on yourself anymore."
Hearing my answer, she started to get up the courage to cut the distance between us. She didn't walk towards me but shifted on the ground until Jervin and I were no more than a cubit.
Her green eyes and sharp teeth would probably scare anyone who saw her. I pushed aside the strange thoughts in my mind and started digging about them.
"So what's your ...?" I asked, trying to grab his hand.
In a surprise, I could feel his hard Hawthorn hands.
"I am a Druid!" she answered by showing her pointed teeth.
I smiled back at her.
"So, what's your name?" Kevin asked as he turned his hand towards me.
Strat!
Just by touching his fingernails, my skin swells with wounds. Red blood started running down my palm. Jervin, who saw the blood on my hand caused by his hand, immediately wanted to pull his hand from my grip.
"Don't worry," I said with a smile so the fear wouldn't make her panic.
Even if the wound was deep enough, I didn't want this opportunity to pass by. tears started to fall but what surprised me was the quartz that came out of her eyes.
She didn't spit out water or any other liquid. "If someone finds her, she will become a source of money just from her."
Jervin just couldn't help it with the blood that filled my palms. Silence. The wind began to swirl around our hands, accompanied by green leaves.
"What is this!" Instantly my wound healed.
I gasped to see that her magic was so strong that it could heal deep wounds. Unintentionally my eyes turned to her.
But strangely, he did not disappear from my sight.
"Can you still see me?" asked Jervin, who waved in front of my face.
Poki was petrified by looking at me seriously.
My consciousness is back. I can still see Jervin sitting across from me. On each side of the tree is a string of lamps of various colors.
I was amazed to see it because it was my first time seeing this sight.
"Kevin, what is that?" my finger drifted toward the surging lamp.
"Can you see it?" asked Jervin, holding my palm firmly.
I was shocked beyond play until my body was twisted in my mind. The hand that should have hurt when it touched Jervin no longer felt the sharp claws of the Druid woman.
"You were the chosen one!" those words left me speechless.
Poki looked at me with a scared look. He buried his face in between my thighs.
"It is magical soot, and few people can see and control it," Jervin replied.
Crack!
A faint voice sounded in my ears as if I knew Grandma's voice had come. I shut my ears tightly.
"What is it?" Kevin asked.
My mind is filled with whispers of sounds of animals, humans, and other objects that make my vision blurry and faint.
"Ah! Is this the end?"