CHAPTER ELEVEN

Headmistress Danie was surprised by her sudden embrace. She felt so small in between her arms. She realized that she was taller than her, or was this the particular sizes for the ghost in becoming more huge than living people. Danie was in a process to understand what she was saying, her mother died years ago. And if this would be the sign to see her mother after all those years, she’ll definitely pushed herself to have her warmest embrace. The way that ghost-witch ricocheted tears into a red pearls or rubies, she wished that it was really for her.

“What are you talking about?” She asked as she pictured out it isn’t Argen’s mother either. It isn’t resembled to her mother’s charm as well, for the face was absolutely a feature of majestic and have a lot of beads and makeovers around her eyes as it shades in dark as it follows the lower eyelid with a glittering red dusts. Her nose was pointed as some of fairies are with pointed ears to the tip of its helix. Her cheekbone are visible as s