Witch's Memoir (2)
"It was a diary of some sorts for me to remember what happened. I've learned so much in those days.
"Didn't you say you only remember a few?"
"Forget what I said a moment ago, there were some things I didn't want to remember. But what I did remember carefully was my knowledge that's in the back of my head so there isn't any reason for me to try and remember those days. For example."
She tosses the marker up and snaps her fingers. A puff of smoke appears with something falling onto the counter.
"This is luna."
It was a beautiful cat. She had deep emerald eyes with purple as its fur.
"A natural mute born to serve its master until the end of its life. My Luna is such a cute familiar isn't she?"
She rubs her face against its head. The cat starts to get annoyed and almost scratches her on the face.
Luna, trying to scratch her, takes her palm pressing it against her finger. She looked very relaxed after touching Luna's palm. She stopped pressing the palm and looked up at us.