21 May 2025, 05:48
The Willow Weaver II
On one morning, one of the gossip girls asked the Willow Weaver how he made such fine fabric, the Willow Weaver, who never hesitated to help someone in need, answered truthfully, “Why from the Willow Tree of course!”
He looked enthusiastically at the girl, but the girl didn't see how the tree was useful as the Willow Weaver could and left the store immediately. As the girl's job was to gossip only, of course the news of the famous weaver using the haunted willow tree spread like wildfire, the citizens stopped buying from him, even though his works were amazing, in fear that they may be haunted too.
The Willow Weaver, seeing that the tree did no harm but help the people of the village, came down to visit it a few weeks after his shop closed because of bankruptcy, “Well, apparently they think you're a monster,” he told the tree quietly, stroking its trunk, “You're not really one, right?” the tree swayed in response.
Aurette closed the book quietly, wanting to finish it in the common room, looked around only to see that no body was in the lake anymore, why do these people hate the cold exactly? It's just the same as the poor willow tree, everybody thinks that it'll harm them but in reality, it's just trying to help them, she thought bitterly.
After a while, she packed up her things and set of for the castle, leaf fell from the Willow Tree she'd been laying under, almost like a plea to stay.
Word Count : 256 words