I DON'T OWN ANY OF THE OUAT CHARACTERS THEY BELONG TO THEIR RIGHTFUL CREATORS
INTRODUCTION
She stood by the lake watching the water and the leaves swirling on the surface she wore a long white dress with long wide sleeves, her hair was white and her bright blue eyes watched the water then she looked around seeing no one she held her hand over the water and hummed a song the water raised and went around her arm she smiled she was unaware of the crippled man standing behind the tree watching her. He had wavy brown hair and brown eyes he wore a brown shirt and brown pants with black boots. He had accidentally stumble upon her and out of curiosity had fallowed her and now he stood shocked at what he saw he was somehow enchanted by her humming and the waves of her hands and the water. He decided that he should get out while he still could, she was using magic and magic was something he didn't have nor could he defend himself against it. He took a step forward and of all the rotten luck he had, stepped on a twig making it snap he quickly went behind the tree again his heart hammering he was the town's coward he was terrified at what might happen if the woman found him out. He sighed in relieved when nothing happened but his relief was short lived as veins encircled him against the tree he struggled against the vein and then he saw the woman feet from him her white dress moved with the breeze as did her white hair her blue eyes watched him as he struggled against the veins. She had heard the twig and had gotten a fright that she had been caught by him so she had used her magic to entrap the intruder and now as she watched the man she noticed the a stick laid near him and that he didn't seem to have any magic she walked towards him curious.
"Please….don't kill me. I didn't mean to see you. Honest please…please." He begged and she stopped inches from him she bowed and picked up the stick and then looked back at him the veins were encircling him but not too tied she tilted her head and then smile. She touched his chest and felt him tremble with fear.
"I won't kill you stranger – if you can tell me a tale I will let you live if not well…." She trailed away and tears formed in his eyes it was the first time she had seen him here; no one ever dared come here in the woods when she was here but that she hadn't heard him fascinated her. He surely wasn't around these parts she had been waiting for some good tales even if he hadn't any she won't kill him he wasn't a threat to her.
"I-I-I'll tell you a tale please I beg you let me go." He begged and she lightly touched the veins yielding them to let him go when he was free he went down on his knees. She tilted her head and held his stick out to him.
"Here, you need this don't you stranger." She said and he looked up he looked so pathetic but somehow he fascinated her. He took the stick but he didn't stand up he bowed again trembling. "Please stand up, I cannot hear you if you are on the ground." She insisted and he looked up at her he stood up but he still felt terrified now that he was face to face with the woman. He wondered what he would do if he told her a tale she'll let him go but if he doesn't she'll kill him. He gulp and she turned her back from him and lift her hand a bolder appeared she sat down and watched him waiting to see what he would do next. " Please, come sit." She said patting next to her he slowly made his way towards her and sat down beside her then he faced her. Those blue eyes were the most beautiful eyes he had ever laid eyes on.
"Go ahead what tale do you bring for me?" she asked politely and he looked away from her what can he tell her? What tale does he have he is a silk spinner he wasn't something special.
"I-I-I don't think I have a fascinating tale to tell you. I am but a lowly silk spinner who is also the town's coward. I'm no knight who can tell you tales of dragons or bravery. My wife left me because of my cowardice and now it is only me and my son…soon he too might be taken away from me." He said sadly and then she tilted her head she could see he was a kind, generous and caring man. Though a coward there was other things that fascinated her; she dared say that she was lonely being here where people barely come.
"Yet you have already begun to tell me a tale." She said suddenly making him flinch.
"But it is not interesting – I have no friends, I'm a pathetic excuse for a man. All I can do is wonder where to hide." He said and tears began to roll down his cheek when he remembered his wife telling him she can no longer be with a coward and leaving him and his son alone to go with another man. His son was nothing like him his son had a honorable heart, yet the thought of losing his son made him shutter he could not image something like that. The white haired woman watched the emotions play on his face and made a small smile.
"Don't say that everyone has a tale whether it is useless or interesting doesn't matter much to me. I enjoy listening to the tales that people bring to me." She smiled and she saw his fear going a way some.