The Ire Of The Witch

Why does the woman with no heart weep inconsolably? That is the question they've taken to asking themselves. Well, I now ask you, why does the mother weep when her son is slaughtered before her eyes? Why does the woman weep when she loses the thing dearest to her?

I'll tell you. Even though most think, I Mortola, have no heart, or a heart of stone, I am like any mother. My heart was torn in million of pieces when that death bringer read those words, the words that meant the end for my son. My heart grieves for the child that I brought into the world, and raised. Can't even the corrupt show that they are mortal? Can't even the wicked show sadness? Yes, my son thought nothing of taking another man's life. Yes, he was ashamed of me, and made me into his housekeeper. Yes, he set fires to the homes of the innocent. But why does no one realise, before all that, he was my son. In my life, he was first and foremost, my son. He was my child and my heart. He was a son. I was a mother. My sorrow could fill the ocean thrice over. An ever-flowing flood is my despair. If I could tear away the part of me that has yet to be desensitised to this type of pain, I would do it in a heartbeat.

However, my mind and heart have something they require me to do. I swear on my son, Capricorn's grave, I shall avenge his untimely death. That witchy girl, her father and that man who claims to have created us, they shall suffer for what they did. First, I was sure I'd just get that death-bringer, Silvertongue. But now, I see that I must first cause the pain he caused in me. I shall get his enchantress of a daughter, and his bird of a wife, and he shall watch them die. Then, I shall give him time to wallow in his anguish. He will soon be with his family again. But he shall not go peacefully, if all goes as I plan.

I will avenge my son; as sure as my name is Mortola. I will heap my anger on their heads like burning coal.

They shall suffer for the grief they bestowed on me.

A/N: I do realise this was a little sentimental fro Mortola, but I was wondering was goes on behind the Magpie's stern face. How did she react when she found out that Mo was still alive? How did she feel when Capricorn died? To me, I find the villains don't get enough attention, so this is how I picture Mortola's grief, had she penned it.