It's been so long since I've eaten a fruit
The soil's become infertile
And I've become mute

With no one to talk to
And no where to go
I'm lucky I'm alive
But I've learned to drift and flow

I gather what I can
Never staying somewhere for too long
I've had to fight for what I want
And now I've become strong

Before the world became a mess,
I was a girl in a shiny dress
Once an aristocratic witch
Now a filthy soldier, sleeping in a ditch

Thankfully, my powers I've kept
But my people are no longer around
So many nights, I have wept
But I've learned to not make a sound

The new day breaks
And the sun rises up
I eat a small meal
When I see smoke erupt

I grab my staff and haul on my bag
If I'm going down, I'll kick and drag
But to my shock, when I arrive
It's a group of witches, healthy and alive

I stand in shock, and they look over at me
Shooting frantic looks at each other, it's plain to see
I calm myself, and give a respectful bow
I can see they are thriving, but how?

I don't say a word, but lift up my sleeve
They see my marking and look relieved
They wave me over with joyful looks
And I move towards them, hefting my books

They ask me questions, but I stay silent
Using smoke from my staff to convey why I'm quiet
They nod solemnly, seeming to understand
I know they will try, but I know that they can't

They lead me inside a half collapsed building
It was once quite grand, with lots of gilding
Now it's filled with books of all shapes and sizes
Knowledge of past witches that we use to advise us

They lead to me to a cozy room
With dozens of others milling about
They smile at my shocked look
I'm not the first one to be brought in from the out

Gently they lead me to a table with food
Everyone takes what they want
all the happy people puts me in a good mood
But compared to them I look gaunt

I eat very little, just more than my usual
Eating a lot after hunger makes your stomach unsuitable

As we sit and eat together
they tell me the story of how they weathered
Years ago, they knew this would happen
So they gathered witch families and put a plan into action

Around this building they placed a seal
And for every person who comes in, the gardens grow enough for their meal
Centuries ago, they prepared for this war
And now they are safe, healthy and secure

Using illusions and many spells
They made the building look fallen, when all is well
They cultivate the gardens and work to grow more
But so far, their luck has been poor

My eyes light up with an eager glance
And the news almost makes me want to dance
For in my bag is a spell I've kept
I knew I would need it when this plague swept

I use the smoke to say what I mean
And their faces light up, happy and keen
"In my bag I have a spell,
That can restore the soil and make it well
The power of many is what it needs
Then the soil will blossom and grow from seeds"

I give them a list of materials to get
Then I am rushed away to get wet
Once my shower is done, I sleep for a while
For some of the materials have been hard to compile

I awake before the sun the next day
And put on clothes that are new and not frayed
Many things they've allowed me to borrow
I could not be more thankful, and to them I owe

I head down the stairs with my staff in hand
A few others mill about, getting ready for the plan
As the sun rises, more people join the throng
Anxiety starts to creep in, and I pray this doesn't go wrong

We head to the courtyard
and I'm reminded of the war
Of when I fought tooth and nail
and when my body was bloody and sore

They gather in a ring
Fully surrounding me
There must be over a hundred here
And power in our numbers is the key

I start humming, my voice raw from disuse
The others join in, and music is produced
I take a deep breath and begin the spell

"This green earth needs to be redeemed
So I reach out to all its beings.
Use our energy to heal and grow
From us to you, our energy flows.
One person does not have enough power
So use all of us to bloom and flower.
By this spell, we heal your damage
We cast away your hurt, forever it is banished."

We raise our staffs and release swirls of magic
The electricity in the air crackles like static
The amount of energy around is intoxicating
And we all keep focused, watching and waiting

And slowly but surely, a sprout starts to rise
Then another and another, to our shock and surprise
New life starts to form and grow from the ground
And quickly it grows, it's health now found

Grass now lies under our feet
Swaying peacefully in the breeze
And just behind me is a fully grown tree
And I can tell that it is thankful to finally be free

As the grass grows and flourishes out
We watch in amazement as more things sprout
What was once beautiful became a desolate place
But now it's beauty is restored along with it's grace

We celebrate and shoot sparks in the air
We may have far to go, but at least it's a step there
And as I'm surrounded by others like me
For once in my life, I finally feel free

I started as a trapped and lonely little girl
Shunned from the people, and from the world
But now as I gaze at nature's beauty restored
I see myself in it's reflection, my soul whole once more

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