A witch is not easy to get rid of.
They cling to life with the persistence of all the joy their demonic lover ever offered them.
There are gruesome tales about people only hanging their witches, and burrying them outside their city walls, only to find them roaming the forest at night. A poor soul had to be send to dig them up once more and cut off their legs, and if even that did not help, the grave had to be opened up even once more to remove the head and pray that she may not ever be seen in the shadows again.
The only way to ever kill a witch is to not spare their body any pain at all and let it vanish in the flames, for it has felt things not meant to be in this world and was made of poisened flesh.
My witch giggled and I had to repeat her voice in my head. „What do you mean, they were roaming the forest at night …?“
And Layla shrugged amused. „Just things terrified people see at night that cause them doing desperate shit the next day.“
Without those, history would be boring, right?
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Intimate tale
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The tale of mental health in a burning world
“Wanna feel better?”, my witch asks me as she presents tonight’s options. Do we want to get drunk and risk a headache? Do we want to try out yoga again although we’ve never managed to take it seriously? Do we want to escape the last traces of reality by watching a sitcom and ignoring the…