The Queen Morgana's Diary

Sunday, December 31, 2034.

Human's Planet, Central Empire Capital, Witch's Restaurant, 13:00 p.m.

Morgana enjoyed luncheon with thriller storytellers, and enjoyed exquisite food, fine witch's wine and horrified thriller story. She opened a portal to Royal Dining Hall, sending the empty plates back. She sat at the bark counter, listening to Ava telling her most horrified moment.

"You sat at the harbor of your hometown, waiting for the ship in the brightest day of summer. The ship of death came with thick fog, landing at the harbor of your hometown. You encountered clone Ava in dressing room, battled with clone Ava on the deck, and eventually killed clone Ava. You saw another clone Ava who sat at the harbor of your hometown, waiting for the ship in the brightest day of summer. You realized everything would return to the beginning after getting killed. You doubted your discovery, and you saw many corpses of dead clone Ava. You encountered clone Ava in dressing room, battled with clone Ava on the deck, but ended up getting killed. You returned to the beginning of the brightest day of summer, and woke up in your bed. As if everything was just a nightmare. Your thriller story would be 9.85."

Morgana said in a peaceful tone, judging Ava's thriller story. She enjoyed listening to Ava's thriller story, admired Ava's bravery and calmness, and understood the circle of Ava's nightmare was like the circle of one day.

'The circle of Ava's nightmare is like the circle of one day. Ava encountered the ship of death, escaped from the ship of death, and encountered the ship of death again over again, until she became the Witch of Air. No matter how horrified Ava's nightmare might be, she would always wake up in her bed. No matter how long dark night might be, sun would alway rise in the morning.'

Ava sat at the bar counter, listening to the queen's comment. She was glad taht the queen was entertained by her thriller story. She couldn't help seeing the ship of death, as she recalled the brightest day of summer that when the ship of death came with thick fog, landing at the harbor of her hometown.

"Thank you for listening, comment and appreciation. I encountered the ship of death, experienced the endless nightmare, and grew into the Witch of Air. If I didn't get in the ship of death, I would have taken another path of life, and everything would have been different. If I returned the brightest day of summer, I would sit at the harbor of my hometown, waiting for the ship again."

Ava said in a peaceful tone, sharing her feelings. She would never know why would she sit at the harbor of her hometown, waiting for the ship, until she became the Witch of Air. She smiled upon her most horrified moment, knowing no matter how horrified her nightmare might be, she would always wake up in her bed.

'No matter how horrified my nightmare might be, I would always wake up in my bed. No matter how long dark night might be, sun would always rise in the morning. No matter how awful things might be, everything would be alright.'

Morgana took out a bottle of the queen's red wine, poured a glass of red wine to herself, and poured a glass of red wine to each other. She gently raised her wine glass, looking upon five of them. She smiled upon five of them, knowing thriller story and red wine together would be magnificent.

"Cheers! Emma encountered the bus of death, experienced the massacre, and survived through the bus of death. Ava encountered the ship of death, escaped from the ship of death, and encountered the ship of death again over again, until she became the Witch of Air. Scarlet! What's your most horrified moment? May you please introduce yourself?"

Morgana said in a peaceful tone, looking into Scarlett's eyes. She sipped a little bit of red wine, laid down her wine glass on the bar counter, and looked unto her wine glass with hues of blood, that hues of blood shimmered with starlight from starry ceiling.

'Emma's thriller story was about the bus of death that came with winter wind, parking at the bus stop of her hometown in the darkest night of winter. Ava's thriller story was about the ship of death that came with thick fog, landing at the harbor of her hometown in the brightest day of summer. I'm looking forward to listening to Scarlett's thriller story.'

Scarlett in black silk long dress with sheer cape, scarlet sash and matching pointed witch hat sat at the bat counter with ladylike manners, holding her wine glass that's filled with the queen's red wine. She sipped a little bit of the queen's red wine, laying down her wine glass on the bar counter.

"Yes, your majesty!" Scarlett continued, "I'm Scarlett, the Witch of Spirit, with ability to predict a piece of future. If I saw one's palm branch, I would tell a tale of fortune or a tale of woe. If I had a sweet dream, sweet dream would possibly come true. If I had a nightmare, nightmare would possibly happen."

Scarlett said in a peaceful tone, introducing herself. Her scarlet hair matched her scarlet sash, falling on her slender waist like waterfall. Her scarlet eyes with hues of rose looked like ruby, looking unto her wine glass with hues of blood.

'I have experienced things that people wouldn't believe. I saw palm branch of mine, and also saw a piece of my future that I would be the Witch of Spirit. I dreamed of meeting four sisters in Witch's Restaurant, and one day I did settle down in Witch's Restaurant with four sisters. I dreamed of involving in train explosion, and one day I did involve in train explosion.'

Morgana sat at the bar counter, listening to Scarlett's self-introduction. She hadn't met Scarlett before, but she would tell that Scarlett must be a powerful witch with ability to predict a piece of fute. She would like to listen to her thriller story, to feel her delight, sorrow, mercy, kindness and love.

"Yesterday is history, today is the present, and tomorrow is mystery. Future is full of possibilities. I can't believe you can predict a piece of future by watching palm branch or dreaming dreams. May you please tell me your thriller story?"

Morgana said in a peaceful tone, expecting Scarlett telling her most horrified moment. She might help Scarlet conquer her fear, after Scarlet shared her most horrified moment. She smiled upon Scarlett, knowing the solution to conquer the fear was to face upon the fear itself.

'The solution to conquer the fear is to face upon the fear itself. Sharing the most horrified moment is the solution to face the fear. If we shared delight, we would enjoy more delight. If we shared the fear, we would have less fear.'

Scarlett gently laid down her wine glass on the bar counter, looking unto her wine glass with hues of blood. She recalled that she sat at the station of her hometown, waiting for the train in the warmest day of spring. She recalled that the train of death came with fragrance, arriving the station of her hometown.

"Once upon a time, there was the train of death, it came from the station of hell, passing through the station of my hometown. I sat at the station of my hometown, waiting for the tain in the warmest day of spring. The train of death came with fragrance, arriving the station of my hometown. I smelled fragrance of flowers, feeling as if I was a butterfly sailing in fragrant sea. I couldn't help getting drunk for fragrance like a fainting bee. I couldn't help walking unto the train of death. Before I stepped on the train of death, I touched the door of the tain of death, saw a piece of future, and restored my consciousness. I saw the train of death would explode in one hour, and all passengers would die in train explosion. I stood in front of the train of death, looking upon those passengers affected by fragrance of flowers, who were walking unto the train of death like fainting bees. It's with hesitation that I reflected with the question, whether I should get in the train or I should leave them alone."

Scarlett said in a horrified tone, sharing her most horrified moment. She recalled that the train of death came with fragrance, arriving the station of her hometown. She recalled that those passengers affected by fragrance of flowers, walking unto the train of death like fainting bees.

'I was gonna explore splendid view by train, but I encountered the train of death in the warmest day of spring. I was gonna get in the train of death, but I saw the train would explode in one hour, and all passengers would die in train explosion. I was gonna stay away from the train of death, but I saw those passengers affected by fragrance of flowers, walking unto the train of death like fainting bees.'

Morgana quietly sat at the bar counter, listening to Scarlett's thriller story. She hadn't experienced what Scarlett experienced, but she could imagine that Scarlett sat at the station of her hometown, waiting for the train in the warmest day of spring, but the train of death came with fragrance, arriving the station of her hometown.

"You encountered the train of death that came with fragrance, arriving the station of your hometown. What the train of death? All passengers affected by fragrance of flowers, walking unto the train of death like fainting bees. What was that fragrance of flowers?"

Morgana said in a peaceful tone, expecting the following thriller story. She wondered what was the train of death, what was that fragrance of flowers and whether she would get in the train or she would leave them alone.

'What was the train of death? Maybe the train was set with a timing bomb, which would explode in one hour. What was that fragrance of flowers? Maybe fragrance of flowers mixed with the hallucinogenic ingredient that would cause people to lose consciousness. Whether she would get in the train or she would leave them alone?'