Witches either drown or burn.
There rarely ever is something in between.
A witch has the most vivid dreams and burns up in passion powerful enough to embrace the whole universe with its flames. A witch easily lives too much, and therefore has to be purged of all those dreams that took over her soul and threaten to leak out of her eyes to infect the world.
This is when witches drown.
Their body scarred by intensity is put into the sea so pure that it rejects them, until the body is finally given to the flames.
„It says here that witches were believed to be mostly female“, I say to Layla, as we get lost in old books again, to keep us busy through nights of Dystopia. „Because the female body had … more fluids?“
Layla laughed her wine laughter. „Sure. Just think of the mess you make once a month, or while breading.”
Yes, this made perfect sense. The only thing missing in this equation were the stars and planets in the sky, effecting fluids more than solid ones.
„Whenever the Mistress was not satisfied, the rest of the universe was to blame, never her Master“, Layla added and we both laughed with so much passion, it threatened to drown us soon again.
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