Jemima the Beautiful Witch: The Witch Love Story

Life comes from love. And love is also able to make someone’s life become more beautiful, or worse. When we love someone so deeply, but our presence is a destruction for them and for us, the only way is to leave and keep them inside our hearts. No matter how long it will be. One year, two years, five years, or no matter how many decades, they will always be there. Inside our hearts.

We certainly have fallen in love during our lives. Maybe when we were teenagers, a few years ago, or could be in recent times. But what happens if someone we love couldn’t be with us? And our presence will only bring destruction to them, to their family, to the people around them, and also ourselves.

No, it’s not about two people who can’t be together because of their religious differences, nationalities, or just a matter of status. But it’s much bigger than that.

We humans only could live for decades. Maybe there are some individuals who can live until passing the age of one hundred. But we know it is rare. Our age is not so long as it makes us remember the broken hearts we have experienced for hundreds or thousands of years. If you believe in reincarnation, humans will be born again in a state of not remembering everything from past lives. Automatically, we will not remember how painful the heartbreak is due to love from our past lives. 

For us humans, normally a broken heart caused by love will fade by itself as time goes by. Moreover, many of us have limited memory capacity and many of us even have forgotten about the people who made us broken-hearted.

Then what about living beings that can live hundreds or thousands of years? Yes, there are living beings who can live that long. One of them is Jemima, the beautiful witch. And her story has already been picked up in Jemima the Beautiful Witch: The Beginning Story.

Jemima was born in the year the 1200s and killed in 1850. That means, she lived for more than six centuries long.

Previously, Jemima has described generally on how she was captured and killed then her soul was being tied by magic so she can’t be resurrected. She also told us how humans hunted them down which resulted in many innocent people being killed. In her life that lasted for more than six hundred years, she lived by moving from one place to another. And was always alone. But is it really that she has always been alone? Is there no love ever filled her heart?

This time, Jemima will tell us the story of her life as a woman. Yes, even though Jemima is a witch, she is also a woman. Below is the story of her life that we have packed according to the story told by Jemima with the help of our clairvoyance team in 3rdParallel.

Here is the love story from Jemima the beautiful witch from 3rdparallel:  

They said roses are lovely
To me it is silly

I like the myrtles
It is like a brocade

Though roses are elegant
But myrtles are opulent

Under the edges of my myrtles
Our eyes met to date

It was your charm
Captivate my essence

Which makes me savor your presence
It was not my favor to reminiscence

From one tick to the next
Every ticking brings us closer

From a side with barrier
To another without barrier
I let myself indulged in you
You never withdraw

Till one shaken truth
Though it is known

We just let it slide
We just keep it denied

All we want was to be united
All we want was to be content

Except, the order never meant to be
All was gone as never be

Barrier by Izzsimple 

My name is Jemima. In the previous story, I told you how I was being captured and being killed then my soul was tied for hundreds of years to prevent someone from resurrecting me…until you saved me.

This time, I will tell you my life story long before I was captured.

I’ve told you before that I lived by moving from one place to another and never felt alone during my long life. My life was so long compared to humans. But, there are some things that I haven’t told you in the previous story.

I was born in 1238. Yes, like what I’ve told you before, my mother died shortly after she gave birth to me. My father and brothers migrated to Germany when I was nine, then a white witch who was trusted by my late mother took care of me until the age of fourteen. After that, I decided to live alone. My father and brothers went to Germany, my father’s birthplace because they are pure black wizards. While I’m only a hybrid witch who has half black magic and half white magic. And I am also just a woman. In contrast to my two brothers who inherited the blood of pure black magic from my father and were born as males.

In the story of my previous life, everything was so important and so precious to me. But there is one that is most precious to me and I still remember it to this day. Yes, my love story. 

Even though I was born as a witch, I also have a feeling. At that time, I was the same as any other young girls, I have also been in love. And my love story begins on that day. 

One day in 1253, I was only fifteen and went to the place where people gather to sell and buy things or you call it a market. That time I was going to buy herbs and ingredients for medicinal purposes because I was a witch specialized in healing.

At that time, I noticed there were some human men who watched over me since the first time I arrived in that place. I knew they had bad intentions towards me.

I felt uncomfortable and decided to not buy anything then rushed to go and entered the forest to avoid them. I can just vanish instantly but I didn’t want to do that because I tried so hard to act naturally so that no one will find out my true identity as a witch.

They kept following me. There were four men. All of them were adult men. I walked faster, ran, and kept running until I couldn’t do it anymore. They finally caught me, who no longer had any strength to run. That time, I saw they brought weapons such as swords, ropes, whip, and some other scary weapons.

That time, I was so helpless and only could lean on a big tree. I surrendered and prepared myself for everything that will happen next. I was so scared. And…In the middle of my desperation, a man with a hooded cape appeared before me. He came and swept all of them then hypnotized those men to be in a daze.

Yes, that man in a hooded cape saved me.

The hooded man offered to send me home, but I turned his offer down because I didn’t want to trouble him. I knew he had no bad intention towards me. And I knew he only wanted to protect me. But even though I refused his offer, I felt that he kept following and protecting me from behind until I safely reached home. I didn’t dare to look back. Not even once. But I felt and knew that he protected me on the way back home.

At that time I didn’t know who he was. I could feel that he is not from the human race, but I didn’t feel any fear, worry, or anxiety when I was with him. I felt so protected. Somehow, after that unexpected meeting with him, I thought of him a lot. He was always inside my mind … until one day, came an invitation to me.

That day, I was helping an old lady when suddenly my little human friend came over and whispered in my ear and said someone wanted to meet me. After I healed the old lady, I rushed to the forest to meet a person who wanted to meet me. 

And … I met him again. He stood under the tree, waiting for me.

I was so surprised and my heart was full of joy. That time, I knew and realized that he is … a vampire. His name is Cedric. I called him Lord Cedric. That time, he was about one hundred years old. He came to invite me to a party that will be held in his castle. Since that time, I realized that I have fallen for him. And I sensed that he felt the same way too.

Day after day passed, years changed too … and without realizing we have been meeting each other for more than two hundred years. We had always met in secret. Even though we didn’t seem like a couple, we really loved each other. 

I even created potions especially made for him so that he will not get hurt by the sunlight. Because the vampires in that time could be hurt if they were exposed to sunlight. Therefore, he was always wearing a hooded cape.

Lord Cedric, the vampire I love … he came from a respected family because they are a high ranked noble family. And I’m just a witch who lived alone, without any family. Only by looking at it, I saw such a big gap between us. But there was another truth that made us even impossible to be together, it is our races. It was forbidden for us to be together.

They, the vampires, are immortal beings. Yes, I know that there is nothing immortal in this world, but they could live for so long. In that time, they only will die if they were shot by a silver bullet. I know they are now no longer able to be killed by just the silver bullets nor even afraid of the sunlight. They have evolved in this era, and I can feel it from the current energy in this world now.

At that time, there was a mass vampire hunt. Lord Cedric and his family then moved away. I don’t remember when was the exact time of their departure. I even thought that he and his family were captured and killed. But my inner feeling said he was still alive somewhere. I felt relieved, but also sad.

Yes, I was brokenhearted.

The warm flow was painful
The small cut was dreadful

I could never bear
Yet had to hinder

Why does this minute pain so severe,
that I’m in disdain?
I thought it was a knife
I thought it will bleed till dry 

Now it is all estrange
I am all drenched

Drench with the blood
It is as red as our love

Now all I see is plain
All I have is dismal
Too horrid to be small 

You took it all away
Only left me astray
Dauntless
Fearless
All must be collected
To keep moving on
Just to hang on 

Now in my space has no you
In your space, I may stay
But only as a memory 

 Bleed by Izzsimple

Day after day passed without I’m realizing and it was hundreds of years since the last time I saw him. I lived by moving from one place to another. It was for my disguise to cover up my true identity as a witch.

It’s been a long time that I didn’t hear from him. And I never try to find out too. Even though I missed him. And I missed him so much. Every time, he was always inside my mind and my heart. And now I really want to meet him again but now I’m in this form, then my ability hasn’t recovered yet because I was tied for too long since they killed my physical body. (clairvoyant note: Jemima looked really sad when she was saying this)

After I moved around Europe, in the 1800s I finally arrived in Switzerland. Before that, I knew that there was a mass witch hunt. I was disguised as a normal human and still felt worried, but still helped humans who needed my help in medication. Even though I didn’t use my magic, I was still able to cure them in a human way.

In the middle of chaos around me caused by the mass hunt, a noble held a contest to cure his son who was sick from the pox. At that time, there was no healer who succeeded. I tried my luck and registered to cure him. He was healed by me.

That noble’s son then recovered and fell in love with me. His name was Edgar Flavio. The whole family was so kind to me and made me as their family’s healer or family’s doctor as you call it now. Edgar also cared for me so much and made me love him too.

Why oh why
Why can’t I ever stay

I just want to abide
But why does it all vanish

 All I wished for
Is to be loved

I know your love meant for me
I am your thorn
I am your potion 

I know you never stop loving me
Your fondness reaches me

I am sorry
I had to take it away

This fate of ours
Is one and only does not belongs to us

I’ll shade my love on you
Just so you keep moving
Without me in your heart 

On that day
On the day
I’ll be flown away 

Hoping no more thorns in you
Keeping it as a non-existent dream

Thorn by Izzsimple

But I realized, my close relationship with them will only bring a disaster. At that time, witch-hunting was still happening. With many considerations for their goodness and safety, I erased their memories about me. Everything about me.

I felt so sad. But I had no choice. I didn’t feel regret because I erased their memories about me, and it saved the whole family, especially Edgar. Because I loved him, that is why I wanted to save him and his family.

Edgar, the man who loved me, for his own sake, he and his family no longer remember me. Forever.

Walking with you side by side
Makes me want to abide

I am afraid to tear you apart
So, I took my feet and depart 

It was brief and plenty
It was a glimpse and shimmery

It was budding
Not yet blooming

Because I never wished for it to bloom
So that it will not be a thorn in you

I’m sorry that I’m taking it away
I know it resides in you

 But no way
No other way

Just being with me will put you to a halt
I’ll alter it all
So that no more me in you 

 Buds by Izzsimple

Years after I erased their memories about me, I was captured by the church and killed. My soul was tied so that I couldn’t be resurrected. And here I am now, telling you about my love story that happened hundreds of years ago. And if you are wondering who I love the most…the answer is Lord Cedric. I…will never forget him even though I do not have a physical body anymore. He is my savior, my first love, and also my true love. 

To be continued …

Special thanks to Izzsimple who wrote beautiful poems especially for 3rdparallel and Cindy Antoinette who drew the beautiful Jemima and the mysterious Lord Cedric for 3rdparallel. Visit IzziSimplyLife to read more beautiful poems from her and Cindy Antoinette to see her other artworks.

Jemima was channelled by Aveline

Jemima series are written and translated by Alona