Dear Not Cunning Witch

An age where science was at the height of its rapid development.
The smooth lines of railroad tracks had divided Ingram’s large landmass cardinally by the time people had really noticed,
And large airships were being developed in their factories by the day in hopes for future commercial use.
The fruits of science were being shared amongst everyone.

Yet, there still existed almighty beings who could create fire in their bare hands or summon the rain on demand.
It was a supreme talent that no enlightened reasoning could explain and not even the most developed sciences could dare encroach upon.
People had revered them and regarded them with fear and awe since long ago.

They, who were sometimes called gods and sometimes called demons —the witches.

Diana was an unfortunate witch who was born the daughter of a great witch but had inherited none of her mother’s talent.
“You must be the most worthless witch in existence.”
Diana had been taken in by her teacher at the tender age of seven, and the only thing she had wished for ever since
Was only to gain her independence as quickly as possible and to live together happily with Hester, her beloved older sister.

But dark clouds hang over even the path she took to finally meet her sister after having gained her independence…….

“Your trip might be a little long.”

The stars had set down an ominous prophecy —what kind of future did they point to?