Anna Holland: The Oliheim Witch
Chapter 01: Headless, Right Handless

Prologues.

Along with the silent night breeze the figure walked through the streets, under the new moonlight that gave rise to the light of the figure had passed through the lonely T-junction crossing.

There are many mysteries that are revealed by its appearance. If someone saw him they would be happy to ask how this person could see? What happened to his right hand? He has no head and only one hand. Besides, the whole thing is a normal thing that a woman has.

Funeral lace dresses as well as high heels that are at first glance too high for someone to wear.

The figure had been standing before an old iron gate with Ivy plants creeping around it, without having to use his hands the gate opened to produce a terrible squealing sound.

It was neither an old building nor a cemetery, it was just an orphanage that was in the outer part of the city that was forgotten.

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Anna Holland is how people call me in this place, I've been abandoned since childhood because I don't really remember why I was here, while everyone was playing in the park I just sat on the swing with a book in my hand.

I like things like mystical and adventurous because not many people want to talk to me.

Although I am in reality a beautiful girl with blue eyes and shoulder-length silver hair, I am truly lonely. But come on, who cares.

I'm the only one who wasn't adopted even after I turned 15.

At night I always go to this place too and tonight I never thought that something surprising happened to me, in front of me a woman without a head and right hand thrust me a suitcase.

Surprisingly I am not afraid.

"Do you want me to take it?"

He was obviously unlikely to be able to answer my question, after his affairs were done he walked back towards the gate that closed unexpectedly then disappeared along with the moonlight that was covered in clouds.

What the fuck? I screamed in my heart.

I immediately opened the contents of the suitcase, there was a set of strange uniforms, a long stick and a book with spells that could be said to sound strange as well.

"Did he tell me to get out of here?" I thought to myself while playing with a stick that was less than 30 cm long.

I checked the spell in the book. It was hard to believe this, which was obviously all witch equipment.

I'll thank you if anyone wants to explain all this, I think it's just a dream so I guess when sleeping this suitcase will go away on its own.

And result.

I held my head in frustration.

"It's not a dream?"

There is still one day from the departure schedule so I want to explain everything to my foster mother.

"So then, I think it's time for you to go Anna."

"Go? To this obscure place?" I spontaneously replied to him like that.

"Yes, when you were left here there was a letter saying that one day it is likely that you should leave and when that happens please allow yourself to do it. Whatever it is, I'll always support you Anna even if you're nicknamed the weird girl."

"That's too rude foster mom, what's wrong with reading a book every day."

The foster mother just laughed a little. He casually tidied up my clothes and drove me to a train station that had been out of service for a long time. There were many other people around me who were puzzling over whether they were all misplaced.

The sight of a parent taking their child to school is what is happening here.

"Then Anna, I have to go back. Take care of yourself and make sure that you send a letter later."

"I get it, see you foster mom."

I waved at him until his figure disappeared completely. Everything felt unnatural even this place should not exist.