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Witch's Birdcage

Time: 2015-08-23 Source: Original Edit: Without you Read: Times

The princess killed all those who hindered her, including the gardener and the guards of the kingdom, and she captured the hearts of everyone, including the king and all the subjects around her.

The princess who got everything lived a happy and peaceful life.

One day, the princess had a dream and dreamed that the witch told the king everything she had done.

The disturbed princess sent the strongest army in the kingdom, asking them to take down the witch's first rank.

The witch's sweet noise came from the witch's dessert room. It was the witch biting fruit candy.

If the witch wants to kill the princess, she only needs a short spell, but the princess is the first person to choose the same answer as the witch. Their souls are so similar. The witch does not want the princess to die.

"It's time to see my master, the great magician." The witch sorted out her clothes as she said. She turned the pumpkins into huge carriages, the cookies into wheels, and decorated the roof with cherries.

The dessert-loving witch embarked on a journey with a carriage of candy. She first drove the pumpkin car to the cliff by magic, and said to the birds there, "greedy birds, if you are willing to treat me and my The pumpkin cart is sent to the mountain where the great magician is located, and my dessert house will give it to you. "

"Can we eat the whole house together?" The birds asked babblefully.

The witch thought for a moment and replied, "You must eat the house, and eat everything in the house."

"Good witch, let's take you to the mountain where the great magician is." The birds slinged a bridle made of sweet noodles and flew towards the mountain where the great magician was.

They passed through villages, towns, and cities, flew over several woods, and crossed streams, and finally, when passing through a forest, the witch became interested in a huge bird cage in the forest.

The witch asked the birds who were afraid of the cage to go back first, and told them to eat the dessert house and the contents of the house thoroughly.

The army sent by the princess destroyed the traps laid by the hunters at the foot of the mountain, cut off the thorns and the obstructing branches on the mountain road, and they brought countless white sugar, as their noble and beautiful queen said.

The soldiers poured bag after bag of white sugar into the river of strawberry jam, and after a while, white flowers bloomed on the river.

They trampled on the crystal white sugar flowers, the white flowers shattered and withered, but soon new white flowers bloomed from the river of orange-red strawberry jam.

Several unfortunate soldiers fell into the river, their skin became crunchy toast, their flesh became strawberry jelly, their blood became strawberry jam, and their bones became milk. Blend together to become the highest quality dessert.

The brave soldiers did not stop, they faithfully executed the queen's order and marched towards the witch's dessert house.

The birds that sent away the witch flew to the witch's dessert house. They were thirsty and hungry. The thought of eating the long-salted dessert house into their stomachs made them scream.

"Wait, someone is in the room!" A bird said alertly.

"Really, there are people outside the house!" The other bird echoed.

"What then? Who are they? Why would anyone come to the hospitable witch's dessert house?" A good-looking bird stopped on the tree, and sorted out some messy feathers.

"I don't care about him. I'm hungry. The witch asked us to eat everything in the dessert house and the house. Can we do it?" A restless bird patted its wings.

The birds were so hungry that they agreed with the bird's proposal. They flew to the dessert house in swarms and devoured everything there.

The witch magically drove her pumpkin car to the huge bird cage.

"Is anyone there?" The witch came to the delicate little door of the birdcage, and the door was unlocked, and the witch took her pumpkin car into the birdcage politely.

The birdcage is full of roses, and some thorns climb on the iron birdcage, where there are also blossoming roses, forming the most beautiful embellishment.

There is a marble floor in the middle of the bird cage, where there are dining tables, chairs, and a conspicuous pendulum clock. The old pendulum clock ticks and repeats the mechanical melody, monotonous and stable.

"Is no one here?" The Witch observed the bird cage, which looks like a courtyard. There is no bed here, but there is a huge rocking chair wrapped with thorns, apparently it has not been used for a long time.

The Witch liked it so much that she decided to settle here.

The witch who likes dessert made a soft cushion with bread and laid it on a huge rocking chair. She sleeps on it every day; she also makes tea with rose petals in the garden, makes ingredients for dessert, and takes out her The crystal ball was placed on the dining table, watching every day what happened outside.

The witch doesn't like people, but she doesn't hate stories made by people, especially the princess who wants to kill her.

The princess is so similar to the witch. The princess finds interesting things. The witch also finds it interesting, so the witch likes to look at the princess through her crystal ball.

In the crystal ball, the princess came to the dessert house where the witch used to live. The birds ripped her soldiers' clothes and ate the stomachs and chests of the poor soldiers. They liked the soft viscera because there was no blood under the bloody wreckage. There is a little bit of food they like.

The princess knelt down in front of her entire army, her face was as white as white sugar flowers. Facing the white flowers blooming and fading on the strawberry jam river, the princess said in horror: "Thank you for forgiving my crime , A tolerant and benevolent witch. "

The ungrateful witch snickered at the other end of the crystal ball.

As the years passed, when the princess was aging and died, the witch gave the princess a less delicious body to the beast, which was a small punishment for her.

The witch still listens to the ticking of the old pendulum clock every day, watching the story she wants to see happening through the crystal ball.

One day, a hunter lost his way in the forest and found the witch's birdcage.

"Is anyone here?" The hunter came to the delicate little door, but the birdcage was locked by the witch, and the hunter had to begged: "Good host, I'm lost in the forest, can I let me in for a night? "

"What color do you like?" The Witch asked across the birdcage.

The hunter was surprised by the voice of the witch, but still answered, "Dear hostess, I like the color of the sun."

"Then I can't let you in. You can stay in the dark forest for one night. Be careful of the ferocious beasts here, dear hunters." The witch added a spoonful of sugar to the black tea, and a slice of red Rose petals.

"Dear hostess, does it matter what color you like? Do you have the heart to look at me as food for the beast?" Said the hunter.

"What attracts our souls are different colors. You can't appreciate the beauty I experience. We are different people. To me, you are no different from the beasts in the forest. It doesn't matter who food is who." Witch said With magic, she drove the annoying hunter into the distance and could no longer approach her bird cage.

After a while, another man came in front of the witch's birdcage, this time an adventurer approaching here.

"Dear Witch, can you let me go in for a night's rest?" The adventurer asked, and he heard from the hunter that the witch lived here.

"What color do you like?" The Witch asked across the birdcage.

"The color of the sunset," the adventurer replied.

"What season do you like in a year?" The Witch asked again.

"Winter," the adventurer replied.

"Then I can't let you in. Just live in this dark forest for one night. Be careful of the ferocious beasts here, the brave adventurers." The witch put a yellow rose petal on the fruit cake.

"It's really a shame, the cruel witch, one day you will regret it if you die," the adventurer said, leaving the witch's birdcage.

Since then, more and more people have come to visit the witch in the bird cage in the forest. The witch really regrets that she can't help the adventurer. She knew that she would chop the adventurer one step ahead of the beast in the forest. Eat it.

Almost everyone now knows that witches like the colors of the setting sun.

The witch uses simple magic outside the birdcage to prevent ordinary people from seeing the birdcage, but even so, occasionally there are times when the magic fails.

One day, a princess appeared in front of the witch's birdcage.

The princess said, "Dear Witch, I have no way to go. Would you like to help me?"

The Witch hesitated, and asked, "What color do you like?"

The princess answered, "The color of the setting sun."

The Witch asked again, "What season do you like in a year?"

The princess replied, "Autumn."

The Witch asked again, "What time of day do you like?"

The princess replied, "The moment before dawn."

The only thing a witch can't despise is the heart of a person. Some people smile when they are sad, some people are angry when they are painful, and some are gentle when they are angry. It is because of this that the story they make It won't be boring.

"Where did you know these answers?" The witch didn't open her bird cage.

"Dear Witch, these are my most honest answers," said the princess.

The witch ripped the rose petals for no purpose. She said to the princess, "I can't believe you."

"Poor witch, are you going to lock yourself in a birdcage forever?"

The princess' words angered the witch.

"Weak princess, if you still have the power to sympathize with others, why bother asking me for help and returning to your cruel father, please be careful of the beasts in the forest and the people on the road who have taken up arms because of starvation and cold . "

The witch said that she would cast magic to drive the princess away. At this time, the master of the witch, the great magician, came to the witch's bird cage and said to the witch, "You should save this poor princess."

"No, I will never repent what I said." The wayward witch also blocked her master from the bird cage. The witch sat on her rocking chair covered with soft bread and listened to the ticking movement of the old pendulum clock.

Outside the birdcage, the great magician asked the princess, "Will you accept my help?"

The princess shook her head and said, "Great magician, if you are willing to be kind, please save your witch first."

The big magician heard a helpless sigh.

"His goodness, the princess, as you wish." He said while performing magic to take away the witch's magic.

The witch's birdcage no longer had soft bread and countless dim sum. The uncontrolled growth of thorns cut the skin of the witch without magic.

"Stupid Witch, you are deceived by this birdcage, locked up your freedom and imprisoned your soul. When you open the birdcage again, the magic will be restored, but if you keep hiding in it, you will age like an ordinary person. , Like ordinary people died because of hunger and cold. "Said the great magician," the good princess is waiting for your help outside the bird cage, the weak princess is powerless to resist the beasts in the forest, she only needs your help. "

The great magician left without saying a word, leaving the princess alone to stay by the witch's birdcage.

The witch sat on the icy marble floor, listening to the pendulum clock repeating the ticking sound, indifferent.

On the first day, the princess avoided the giant eagle flying over the forest; on the second day, the princess avoided the giant bear that preyed nearby; on the third day, the hungry princess was found by a huge wolf.

"Good-hearted witch, please save me, please open that rusty iron door."

The princess was forced to the foot of the tree by the wolf.

"If you're willing to die here, I might believe you once." The witch curled up and murmured to herself on the marble floor, and she watched the giant wolf approaching the princess indifferently. The story in the crystal ball has nothing to do with her, she is just a person watching the story.

In fact, the great magician underestimated the power of the witch. His witch is best at observing the world with a crystal ball. The witch has been watching the big magician hiding in the shade not far away to protect the princess secretly. The great magician descended from the sky and said to the princess, "Good princess, you see, that cruel witch is not worth your help."

The princess and the great magician are deceiving the witch and testing the witch. They have never trusted the witch.

The weary witch lost her magic by mistake, leaving only her favorite crystal ball, which was her tiny punishment for herself.

The pendulum clock repeats the ticking mechanical melody forever, monotonous and indifferent.

The bird cage seemed to be a neglected courtyard, full of lush thorns, and the witch who had lost her magic still looked at her crystal ball as before. She used the marble floor as a bed and rose petals as food.

The witch no longer listened to the outside voice, and no matter who came, she would not open the door.

Witches like this kind of life. Although the floor is not as sleepy as soft bread and the petals are a little bitter to eat without sugar, her crystal ball still shows her favorite story.

The witch lives happily every day.

A long time later, the witch realized that she was about to die.

I don't know how many years passed, the witch finally opened her bird cage again.

In an instant, the cage was restored to a long time ago, the beautiful roses were covered with crystal dew, the bird cage was filled with the fragrance of dessert, and the witch's rocking chair was covered with soft bread.

"I use my last magic to bless this birdcage. There can only be one master here. The master can do everything he wants, and he can get everything he wants. There is no disease, no hunger and cold, every day. It can be happy; but this blessing can only last for one year. After one year, the host here will be locked in this huge bird cage. Nothing can be done and nothing can be obtained. The voice of the bell, eating bitter rose petals; when that person's life is about to end, he can give up his soul to maintain my blessing, or do nothing, so that when my magic power decays, the bird cage will Will disappear completely. "

The witch lay on her rocking chair covered with soft bread, listening to the pendulum clock playing the melody comfortably. When she closed her eyes, her body turned into countless golden butterflies for her worst blessing.

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