A child appeared in the crystal ball. She was held by a witch full of magic and was looking curiously around at her surrounding scenery. It looked to be the same forest, but the trees here were thicker and the atmosphere looked darker. The witch stared into the child's big, clear eyes, which seemed to contain a purple light studded with a little gold.
The child lay obediently in her swaddle, smiling sweetly at the witch. The witch's fierce expression suddenly became tender and she gently stroked the child's pinkish face. After that, she waved her hand over the child's face and the child's eyes turned a distinctive sky blue. There was still no sign of panic in the child’s eyes.
The witch's mouth moved wordlessly. She muttered a few words, placed the child under a tree, and left. A crystal
