Author's Note: This is a story written in my Creative Style class. It's actually a project I had to do after reading Siddhartha by Hermann Hesse. The point of the project is to do anything you want but you cannot make your project be exactly what it is in the book. I kinda used the story in the book but when I noticed that there were time periods of each chapter I decided to write about what happened in between those time periods. I also changed the story a little bit by having the characters of the story having a wish and having it be granted by Yuuko, the Witch of Dimensions. It is a short five chapter story, each focusing on one character and his/her decisions leading into what actually happened in the original story.
Disclaimer: Yuuko belongs to CLAMP and Siddhartha the book belongs to Hermann Hesse.
Patter. Patter. Patter. Patter.
The rain seemed endless and mysterious as countless raindrops hit the building of a traditional Japanese House. Oddly, the sky had no sign of clouds, but falling precipitation. The forest was damp, obviously no fire can be made and the animals hide in trees for the safety of being dry and snug in their little nests or holes. In the heart of the forest stood a brown wooden fence with two gold crescent moons fixed on either side of the opening. "Why would someone build a fence in the middle of a forest?" One would ask. Why, they would never understand under normal conditions.
Inside the fence a traditional Japanese house stood, ancient, and believe or not, magical. To eyes of the norm tall, uncut grass is seen. They would try to enter but a force would remind them of some kind of task and send them away. Under different conditions, normal eyes would see this magnificent house. They would be allowed to enter, meet a woman, reveal their wishes, and a deal is done.
The mistress of the house was a woman of pale skin that differs from the people of India's tan skin, with long straight black hair that reaches her bosom, and deep red eyes that will stare into the souls of each human. Her tall and skinny figure looms over all and the way she walks and moves seems like a graceful dance of a butterfly, or dangerous stalk of a cat after its prey. She goes by many names: The Witch of the East, The Witch of Dimensions, The Time-Space Witch, or Yuuko (yoo-ko) Ichihara.
On that cloudless, rainy day the witch stood out in her lawn staring at the sky. She held a small mirror and closed her eyes, her ears sharp to capture the first sound she hears. Her eyes snap open and her red lips curve into a smile.
Soon she will have guest over; guests with special requests.
This chapter is only the introduction where Yuuko and her shop settles in India in the middle of the forest.