Eventually the tears became too much for Silvia. Her vision blurred and she felt herself plummeting to the earth. She made a crash land and twisted her arm. She could feel bruises starting but merely sat up and sobbed against a tree
Silvia felt hopeless. Abandoned. She had probably witnessed the death of her mother and just realized what it meant to be a witch. Those people thought she was cruel for the abilities and "gifts" she had. Her mother had those abilities as well and she was being punished for it. Suddenly, Silvia knew she had to make these people see her way. They had suffer like her and she would become the wicked witch they wanted.
She would need help and a plan. She had explored more of Oz than any explorer. She was excellent in survival skills but her magic helped that reason. She only knew of one person she could trust. Her name was Clarissa. She had never met this woman but all she knew was this woman was her mom's best friend when they were younger. Her mother talked about her constantly as did her father. Her parents assured her Clarissa was a witch as well and Silvia knew she would need a witch's help to get her father alive or better yet have revenge.
The tears stopped coming as a plan devised in her head. She knew she was going to be strong and no one would see her cry like a baby when she could do something to fix it. Silvia brushed off the dirt from her clothes picked her broom and book up and flew into the night to what she thought was the direction she would find Clarissa.
In the morning Silvia woke up by a stream. She knew immediately she had reached Munchkin Land. During the night she had become too tired and thought it would be best to walk but as soon as she had touched the earth she had lain down and fell asleep.
Silvia took the spell book from underneath her cloak and searched for the picture of her mother and Clarissa. Her mother had kept it as a keepsake and memory Silvia had thought but Silvia never got a good look at it. The woman was small. Actually she made Munchkins look tall considering she was 4'9 and full grown. The girl had waist length, light brown hair. What struck Silvia more than the petite girl's height and long hair were her eyes. Clarissa had purple eyes.
Silvia had to have a double take. Someone else had purple eyes. Another witch had something obviously different about her.
