Tale for afterwards

What if I have dreamed my perfect witching dream

and still have to fall asleep tonight?

What if he was my sunset

but a new day is already beginning?

What if there was loss

and there was pain

and weight and joy

and a smile

and now is nothing?

Keeping the connection – About taking the next step

I remember standing on the same field where I spent most of the past unnerving months. Listening to the same three accords throughout a song reminded me of time passing, of the feeling of spending time with people while doing something special together. Studying for an exam, rehearsing a song, going on a trip -…

Of memories and ashes

Once you were thereTwo minutes afterWith coffee and rainI will rememberThe way that we wereThe world has felt whole. Once we were thereIt was a ThursdayWith tea and a smileI will always rememberIt made me forgetThat the world has got holes. I want this to beThe one thingTo hold on toTo fill up the holesWe…

Published by Mistress Witch writes

About the historical horror of living. Drafting my witching novel. Chasing dark, forgotten and haunted tales.

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