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Short stories: Witch tales

by Belladora

Created on: January 20, 2007   Last Updated: May 14, 2007

"The Rainbow Bridge"

Once upon a time there was a group of children who dreamed of a brand new world where all children could play, dream together, and not be bound by past traditions or rules. Their hearts were pure within this drape of drab colors, but they danced and envisioned other lands.

One day while at play one young girl decided to be bold enough to write a letter to the King demanding that a bridge be built from one end of the world to the other, so all the children could pass over and meet in the middle.

She told him with innocent words, "We are the future, we are the ones to hold the next hands. You, My King, are the only man who can order this journey for the world! It seems no one hears our cries. We silently climb the trees of painted tomorrows and long for new friends from abroad, for their brushes of love will make the forgotten colors of love disappear from the earth."

No one knew the young girl had written to the King as she kept it a deep secret in fear they would laugh at her request, knowing it was a futile desire.
So, she quietly continued to play with the others holding hopes that he might hear one small voice. She had heard a rumor that the King was a gentle soul, but one of sadness, yet know one ever said why.

There was a glass spiral staircase that went up towards the sky. But the children were forbidden from it being told an old evil witch lived there. A tall genie had been ordered to stand guard. When they wandered to close he would warp them back to safety. But they couldn't help but wonder about the witch who lived in the castle nestled in the woods at the top. Even though the King had given the children marvelous things to play on, too much was still missing from their lives.

At morning the kids made a plan on how to pass the genie to see what lay beyond. One young man decided that they should trick him so he could slip past. They knew the Genie liked to dance so they decided to dance for him when it became dark. The young girl who had written the King ran home and came back carrying a glowing blue object to give to the young daring man and said. "Take this. You are the one who has been chosen for this task. May the light of this glass sapphire, given to me by my grandmother the day she died, lead you safely back home. I was told it had magical powers and once belonged to my mother before she disappeared."

The kids begin laughing and dancing all around the Genie and the boy slipped past him and hurried up the glass steps. Now alone the

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