Resurgence of the Witch Coven

The silver haired woman woke up again, this time she was in a building. But her body was ethereal and not real at all, she was confused and didn't understand, but in front of her, she was her exact same image.

Unlike her, the image was realer, but also older… and pregnant! The same woman was actually pregnant, but looking around the apartment, it was the one she had just looked at the other day, but it was fully decorated with the things she imagined before. There was even the large room which she dedicated for her profession.

There, she would have her patients sit down, drink tea and talk with her in a calm atmosphere. Looking at all this, she realised – this was her dream from a week ago.

She never married and after some experience, she actually disdained from relationships and dedicated herself to her career, but even though this was the case, she always wanted to have children and even thought of becoming a mother through scientific means, and this dream was a manifestation of her wishes as she came closer and closer to success.

When she realised this was a dream, the dream seemed to lose its magic and it slowly fell down like sand, and then, she saw actual sand. All around her, it seemed that reality turned into sand and she saw an island forming from all the sand around her.

The water below seemed ethereal; she had just approached the end of he island when she saw some small fish swimming in it. Unsure of the dangers, she didn't want to go in there. She was just about to return to the centre of the island to contemplate what had just happened, when she saw a shining purple light in the distance.

This was her favourite colour, many times she even wore eye lenses of this colour when she was out, the same was the case for her hair. Silver was a very rare natural colour and although she'd wish it was hers, it wasn't. It is also for this reason that her hair greyed, the colour was actually fading, and it would soon turn back into her natural one.

Looking at the purple light, there was some yearning deep down in her soul. Her island seemed to react and transformed from a still one into a moving one. The sand seemed to move all around. Seeing this, she was surprised this was possible but thinking that she was able to influence it anyways, she thought of something else.

The ground below her rumbled a few times, until it settled into a new shape. Instead of the previous island, it was now in the shape of a ferry. She had seen this kind of ferry in movies and read about them in books – a nether ferry that guides the souls in the afterlife.

Although she wasn't sure in what state she was, she felt that her situation shouldn't be far from the soul, even though she didn't think she was dead yet. Anyways, on this island, her rationality seemed to be on peak, but her desire to approach the purple light seemed to be even larger.

'It seems that even though I trained myself not to be too emotional, this only caused the few emotions I show in the end to be even stronger. I am not sure whether this is good or bad, but at least it allows me to keep my rationality majorly.'

The distance between her and the purple light was unclear, when she looked at it, it still looked like it was in the far distance, but when she didn't give it any thought as her mind drifted to her current situation, it seemed to be incredibly close.

Finally, still in her thought, she suddenly had an instinct to reach out her hand. She did and she felt and a necklace landed in her hands.

The necklace was incredibly beautiful in the shape of a violet teardrop, encased in many smaller crystals of a brighter purple colour, gold filling the gaps between each small crystal. She looked around and saw other islands seemingly approach her.

Unknowingly, her anti-social behaviour kicked in and instantly tried to distance herself from them. Although this was another thing she had managed long ago, on this island-ferry, it seems as if her strongest strengths and weakest weaknesses came to be.

The other island owners didn't seem to have figure out the way to transform their islands into other objects, but the sand there moved, so she quickly moved her hand and hid the purple necklace inside as she urged the ferry to move far away.

Time passed and it wasn't much later before she seemed far away, she looked around and saw that other islands around were still and some had lights all around. Looking at this, she thought of her own situation when she just entered this dreamy world.

To hide her existence from any possible pursuer, she decided to make her ferry turn back into an island. The sand below then rushed up and the building from before came to be again, only this time, it seemed a bit realer, but there was no pregnant her.

Satisfiedly, she was about to take out the necklace, but her sudden movement of moving the necklace caused the necklace to cut her. Weirdly, there wasn't any blood flowing out, thinking that it was nothing, she was about to inspect the necklace, when suddenly- her body seemed to be sucked into the necklace!

It was also at this moment that the tranquil sand island below seemed to break. Islands all around had the same phenomenon, so when the island broke down but was actually pulled into the necklace instead of falling into the endless sea, no one saw this.

Only a few islands further away that were chasing the woman just before came along the way and looked at the scene in shock, still, some came forward and looked at the places where people died. A few saw some things laying around, others saw nothing and decided to leave the place – after all, such a phenomenon wouldn't only happen here!