I'll be back
"Young miss is you a witch?"
"Am I a witch?"
The girl starred at Pixie and Pixie to her. Why did Pixie ask that question? Out of all the questions in the universe how come she had to go out and ask if she was a witch? The girl was scared, what was she to do? What was she to say? Why did she ask that? Wasn't healing something that anyone could do? Maybe it wasn't. What if she was a witch would Pixie hurt her, would she be scared of her but then again what would happen if she wasn't' a witch would she have nothing to protect her from the dangers that lurked behind every dark corner wait to be released.
Pixie starred at the girl who stood in front of her. She looked very troubled, had Pixie asked something that she wasn't supposed to ask?
"I'm Sorry," Pixie cringed waiting for her to be hit "Pixie didn't mean to be so bold to the young miss." Pixie noticed that no hit was going to taken so instead she began to walk towards the edge of the bed that the girl was laying on earlier and started to hit her head against the wooden plaster. The girl was shocked and as an instinct she ran over to the creature, Pixie, and hope that she would stop that madness. She placed her hand on the creature's right shoulder and squeezed it very lightly indicating her to stop. Her shoulder was small and boney and the fabric that she wore was rough and hard scratching the little fragile skin that served only little protection for the bones. Once Pixie felt the small indication she stopped almost immediately and looked at the young miss.
This was the first time that Pixie had noticed that the young's master's young miss had two different color empty and lifeless eyes. They both showed that same pain and loneliness but they held two different colors. One eye, her left eye, was a dark empty blue, the color of blue in the sky when the sun is setting and is ready for a well earned rest and the moon is raising for a new start, while her other eye, the right eye, was a dark green, the color of green that is held by the tallest pine tree which overlooks the rest of the trees and stands proud in the wind. Her eyes were beautiful, but they both showed horrors that were unbearable and kept in secret. Secrets that were dieing to come out and scream to the world. Secrets that are too much for anyone or anything in such a young age or any age at that.
"Pixie will stop at young miss's expense." Pixie said which was granted by a smile. The first smile the girl had ever given in a long time. Her first ever TRUE smile. It was beautiful. Truly a spell it was just enchanting. Pixie could just feel the warmth in her smile, which made her smile a bit as well. Pixie gave the girl a small curtsey and snapped her little fingers once more and the same door that she came in with appeared magically behind her.
"Pixie must now leave the young master's young miss alone now. Pixie has been here too long already the other house elves will be mad at Pixie and the Master will be furious." The girl frowned she was going to be alone once again. She didn't want to be alone again it was too depressing and painful. When she finally met a friend or maybe a nice creature it had to go so soon.
"Don't worry young miss; Pixie will be back as soon as Pixie cans, Pixie promise. Till then farewell young miss."
Pixie turned around and began to walk towards the door. The girl opened her mouth as if she was going to say something but nothing came out. Pixie walked through the door and as soon as she shut it the door the door disappeared once more leaving the girl alone once more in the big empty room with no windows and doors and lights that just magically light up the room. What was the girl going to do now? She then felt tired suddenly like a breeze of tiredness blew past her face. She turned to the bed and looked at its soft confines. She walked to the bed and as soon as she laid her head on the softness of her pillow she was engulfed into her safe heaven of her sleep.