The Winter Lady

Once upon a time, there was a prosperous country with the green trees in the western side of the country, and the blue lake in the east where the shinning sun born in the horizon. The herds of animals were living happily in the wide meadow, blanketed with the bushes and flowers that witnessed the magnificent of warm sun that replaced by the tranquil moon. But it was merely the past, before the land was cursed.

There lived an old lady who spent her day and night thinking about the prince, when the royal family along with the lancer past through the country after walking around the land, she did everything to get the attention and love from the prince, she shouted, calling out the prince, but what she got was only humiliation from all the people.

The prince was sorry for the lady, but he could do nothing.

The old lady ran away to alienate herself in the middle of the forest. The seasons were changing in, the spring, summer, and autumn complemented each other with their eternal beauty. Her love to the prince kept increasing and gradually reached into a state of hatred, she despised all she could not get. She wobbled to an old well in the deep of the forest, and threw three rocks to it. Suddenly, from the deep dark well, appeared a white creature with a fang in the side of his mouth, it was the demon of frost.

“I know what you want” The demon said.

“Help me to do what I want, and I will give you anything”

“Anything?” The demon grimaced.

“Yes, anything...” said the old lady.

And then they talked.

In the first time in that land, there were flakes of snow felt from the sky, all the people scattered around, and amazed by the snowflakes they had never seen before. The days were passing by, the weather was getting colder and colder, all the green meadow turned into white rug, the blue lake transformed into white glaze which devour those who walk on it.

It was June, but everything was still the same, frozen, and dead. Starvation and famine were crawling to every corner of the houses in that country. There was no more food, the field was frozen, and the animals were dead.

The prince stood by the window, examining the snowflakes, every time the snow melt, he could see the sad face of the old lady who was trapped in it.

“I’m sorry for ignoring you for all the time, but now, you get my attention” He looked up the white sky and said in low voice “The good thing is that we can see each other now, you can touch me with the flakes of your cold body, and melt in my hand before I swallow you, and make you part of my body”

One by one the people of the country were found dead. There were only the prince and the princess life in their warm mansion, with only a few foods left.

“It has been a year, and we cannot stay here forever” The prince initiated to speak.

“We can go nowhere” The princess answered hopelessly.

“We can! There is a place where we can go, we just have to pass the lake, and we will find spring at the other side of the country--” The prince responded vigorously.

“--And we will die, devoured by the ice glaze” Interrupted the princess.

“We will die anyway, what is the different? We may die here, or we may die there in trying” The prince rose, he added “If we tried, at least there will be a chance”

”No! I have seen so many people died in that lake. That's the fact”

The prince sat, looked into her eyes, and said "Well, Fact leaves no room for possibility. If you regarded it as fact, everything is over. There is nothing I can say"

“Okay, no matter what will happen, I am going to stay right here, in my place, nobody can take me out of my personal space, including you. I’m just not ready to go out and let anything bad happen to me”

“Bad thing is that what is created by yourself, and will be soon transformed into fear, and that fear will be a big wall that will block you in any ways. I’m so sorry for my incapability to take you with me”

Then the prince left her, he trudged to pass the ice glaze, several times, he got his foot broke through the ice glaze, and for several times he could not feel his feet. Eventually, he found a spot of light at the part when he was about to die in frozen.

The prince opened his eyes and found out his people who were previously devoured by the glaze, and he fainted for the second times.

“Look, he is alive” he heard a voice, and soon he heard another voice “Oh thanks God, he is okay”

With a very low voice, the prince inquired “Where is this? Am I dead? Why are you all here? I thought--” 

One of the men interrupted “We are still in the country, we have just trapped in our deepest fear, once we go through it, and we are safe”

The prince frowned and then asked “What about those who don’t?” 

“I’m afraid they won’t survive, all the curses are merely hallucination, and it can always be broken either by true love or real bravery”

Then the prince went outside, in the way, he found everything was still the same as the previous land, the green meadow and the blue lake, and then he remembered the princess, so he rushed to the mansion, searched all the mansion, and found the princess stood by the window directed to the lake, with the orbs of crystals on her cheeks, frozen.

Letter to Pertiwi

Dear Pertiwi, the mother of nature

How beautiful you are with the enthralling panorama
How rich you are with thousands miscellaneous ethnics and cultures
My love for you won’t be cracked by time, nor be faded by dust
 It will be eternal within your heart
Oh my dear Indonesia…
You have been a little old, and a bit different than what you used to be
You look frail, loose and wobbly
What happened to you?
Are you weeping at your trees chopped by the greedy hands?
Are you crying at your miserable people oppressed by the aristocracy?
Are the gnawing rats hurting you?
I don’t know... but I can feel your pain
Verily! I don’t want to see you drop your tears any more than this
But I can’t do this by myself…
What I can do is just hang up my hope on you
So you can be better than this
So that the homeless can get their proper shelter
So that the uneducated can get their proper education
So that the cultural and natural wealth remain ours
May this is not just my wishful thinking

Best regards from your people


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