"Woman bitter than Death" - Full story

"Can you feel how everything has changed? The sky seems to be filled with evil forces. Doesn’t that throat-scratching air feel weird to you? Maybe even the face of your close one is not what it used to be."

February the 18th

Something changed in her eyes. I felt this recentely ... This cheerful girl that loved to dance with me in the Green gardens - now shes hiding away. She dont wanna come to my cold bad and all my questions she leaves unaswered. Is it all because I am just a peasant artist? Is she tired of my poor social status?

All these terrible changes scare me, driving me crazy. What if she simply doesn't love me anymore...?

February the 25th

It got worse. Ive started to chase her to understand the cause of her cold-shoulder. I would have leave her - She just needed a word, asked me to leave her!

But she was silent. It’s torture to do not know the reasons for such a change, but I must find out ... One day or another!

March the 1st

I was lucky today. I saw her fine silhouette while was finishing my tasks in the workshop. She walked at ease to the main gate of our city. What for? It was too late for such a walk, something might happen to her ...

So Ive followed her. This time I didnt dare to call her - I didnt want to interrupt her this time.

As if in a trance, she walked further and deeper in the unknown.

Suddenly she has stopped nearby the ruined fortress. 

Inhaled tightly, my pretious one went inside and the darkness has swallowed her... And Ive followed after...

Mach the 1st // late night

We appeared at some kind of ritual temple. I admit, my heart was gripped by animal fear, the feeling of something unnatural was rolling over my body, but there was no turning back.

My beloved maiden went to the bowl with fire and with a flick of the wrist lifted her rosary and dropped it inside flames. The fire has burned her palm, but there was no sign of fear or pain on her face.

Red hairs were picked up by the wind and a snow-white shoulder showed up. Then another one.

A heavy velvet dress has fallen on the floor.

In the light of the fire, I saw the familiar curves, but her look was no longer familiar to me. These are alien eyes, there was neither kindness nor regret in them. There was no life in them.

Naked, among strange stone idols, she began to move her lips. Flames playfully danced by her face. 

Witchcraft has begun.

I was scared...how could she betray the Lord..?

Someone clearly led astray this innocent lamb and I can't help.. Or am I just a coward?

Redheaded washed her face with blood from a stone vessel.

And hoarsely called out to me.

- I know that you here.

March the 2d

I was numbed with this cold voice. The heart seemed to collapse down like a heavy stone.

-You will not leave me so easily, dont you? Its too late. She is cursed. Her blood on my hands...

-My angel, I can help you...

-You won’t help her! You couldn't help her from the very beginning. And now the right age has come, when her body will be a vessel.

A weird blade appeared in front of my eyes. It has spinned in the air. The girl coldly took it in her hands.

-Do not try to stop me if you want to stay alive... But you must look at it. This is the birth of a new  Witch. 

The weapon slipped on her wrist. The bloody jets painted a gentle skin. No pain seemed capable of evoking her – no emotion has touched her face. Long fingers slipped thru her young body, depicting runes and signs that Ive never seen before. 

This spectacle captivated and excited me. 

Scared me and breaking consciousness, as if I went to the hell and here she was my last agony...

She danced, she whispered prays to her demons. And I watched it. And I wasn’t understood why couldn`t I do something to save her? Why  do I do not want to..? 

The ritual was finally over, and the desired silence has fallen on the cold ground just as with my sweet maiden. She has fainted and her dolly face has frozen with despair. 

It seemed like only now she began to feel the pain she’s caused. 

Dawn was coming. 

Which should mean that a new witch is about to be born.

I laid down nearby her body…as I did for so many times before, but this one was filled with horror. 

I carefully took her cold hand in mine. There still was a bloody smell in the air. 

I literally could feel the darkness that closed my heavy eyelids. I hoped we will wake up together...