A note before you begin.
A very short story, written late at night to make readers cry.
As usual, my writing is full of stream of consciousness, lyrical passages, and strange descriptions, though this is an overly simple story.
A Hans Christian Andersen fairy tale fanfiction. That's it.
The tag “Witch's Gathering” comes from Twitter. In other words, it's a story about an immortal witch who finds a child and loves and protects her with all her heart.
She found a child.
The queen put snow in the child's eyes and heart, and told her to spell out the word eternity.
“Then you will be free.”
And the child handed her a white lily.
“It's called Casablanca.”
Theme:
I would like to ask you, is there anything special about Casablanca? Why use the name of this city?