Can I say something?
I want to say something.
Please, let me say something.
Let me say something in a voice that you like.
With a nice voice.
With a voice to be heard,
without sounding hard.
Listen to my voice as a voice that you like.
Listen to my voice that you like
while I say that I have to say this.
I have to say this without being selfish,
or demanding.
Don‘t let me be selfish,
but let me say this with a voice that you love:
„We are a tale still to happen one day, right?“
My witch hands me a chocolate bar with winter-apple-hazelnut-flavor and says: „The only way for this tale not to happen is everyone involved dying.“
Those chocolate bars had been the favorite ones of my grandmother that died a week ago.
A witch with no regrets
This night feels cozy.Midnight has passed.No sleep, but another cup of tea in vanilla scented candlelight.“Are you saying you have no regrets?”, my witch giggles. When I was younger, I was often warned that I would regret the things that I did. I remember being 10 years old and finally telling my family that I…
Heavy rain and zombie fire – A small town of resilience part 2
This is a hopeful post, although it might not look like it at first. Recently, the region I am living in is experiencing a historical wildfire, and it was getting terrifyingly close to the city that gave me a lot of inspiration to write my witching novel. The town is called Monschau, and who is…
What the stars can do to us
“Are you really lucky enough to miss out on a few shooting stars?”, my witch asks as I try to fall asleep. Well, who of us ever is? We had seen 6 very bright shooting stars, but I was getting cold and tired. Can I afford to sleep during the peak of the perseids? I…
Mistress witch writes 