To every witching heart there is a someone that it is loving more than it should.
A someone it is opening up to, it is letting see its shadows.
And this someone will ask a lot of it, even more than the witching heart can bare, for all the best reasons.
This someone will constantly remind the shadows of how they came to be.
This someone will be a loving hand around the throat the witching heart lies underneath and once this someone will let go, the witch will breathe in deeper than ever before and this someone will understand as no one ever has.
To every witching heart there is someone who knows its darkness and shares its scars.
Pursuing this someone will cause the next wound to shape the bleeding witching heart.
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 