The Darkest Tale. It Will Never Happen Again!

The black witch opened her eyes. It was cold in her room. This was normal as she had no heart at all. Her body was filled with an ugly stone. She looked in her agenda. It was hidden, once again. There were a lot of days marked in red. The color of human blood. This had a meaning. She succeeded in harming the divine bond between two souls, that truly loved each other. If she managed to that, she was incredibly happy. She started a fire and threw the pictures of the lovers into the flames. The fire destroyed the pictures and the bond. Just like that. The fire had no choice. It was under the spell of the black witch.

When she left her terrible home, full of dust and creepy spiders, she changed completely. She seemed the most beautiful queen ever. That way she could hide her dark secret. She always gave toxic substances to humans and in a next step, pretended to be the healer. Everyone would fall for that trick. She could continue for years and years. Almost no happy couple was left. She celebrated this fact many times. At night when everyone was asleep. To let others believe that she had a heart, she ordered a clock with the sound of a beating heart. Nobody noticed the difference.

If the fairy tale would have followed the same story over time, no couple would have been left. The universe would have been without love. The sun would have disappeared and the stars and the moon would have cried silly tears. Again and again. Luckily there was one creature that could see who she really was deep inside. The white witch opened her eyes. She felt the bad energy and decided to study the case. After some profound analysis she came to the conclusion that this was the worst case of evil witchcraft ever. Most humans sold their souls to the black witch.

The black witch had so much fun. Harming and damaging was one of her favorite activities. She could laugh for hours when she noticed broken hearts. She adored the sound of the pieces of the hearts falling down. One by one. The white witch decided that this had to stop. She did her magic research in the largest book of miracle witchcraft and saw suddenly the white light in the darkness. She had to hurry up. The last couple that really loved each other on all levels, was in great danger. The dark witch planned to cut the love cords the next day. The white witch called the universe for support.

The universe - a wise and old man - listened to the story and had tears in his golden eyes. It is true, he created the black witch himself, so that everyone could see the difference between good and bad, but now the situation was getting out of control. She had to stop her evil practices. For once and for all. The universe and the white witch came up with a master plan. The universe whispered gently in the ears of the white witch what she had to do. The white witch accepted the wisdom of the universe. She became a white warrior and launched her action plan.

The last scene. The black witch was delighted. In only a few hours she would throw the pictures of the last couple into the fire. The fire felt bad. It did not really want to harm the beloved ones. Unfortunately, it had no choice. It was under her spell. To prepare well for the evil act, the black witch took a bath. Her ugly cats were keeping her company. The white witch knew that this was the right moment to act. She came into the bathroom and said the magic words: "The law of karma will now do its work. Whatever you have done to harm others, will now turn against you".

The evil witch passed out. The evil energy took her body. Her soul was already lost. In some minutes the body disappeared. The ugly cats ran away. They were so afraid. All the water in the bathroom became a huge ocean wave and mingled with the fire. The magic spell was gone. By wonder, the pictures of the beloved couples were restored. In no time the room was full of the most happy couples. Madly in love. The white witch was so delighted. The universe was proud. They say that you can never harm true love, because the universe will always find a way to support and reignite the fire!

By Liesbeth Leysen

Professional Writer