Just in case you’ve ever wondered why he owns this world allows for nightmares to never end and its horrors to become true – he just got busy.
The one who could forbid the demons to catch your heart in its weakest moment and lure it into darkness.
The one who could defeat the monster not just hiding underneath your bed, but rumbling in your chest and poisoning your every thought.
The one whom you have ever needed the most, and who could have given the world back its sparkle when it threatened to clot your blood and burn your flesh – the one was never there.
He had the choice to to not give the demon a chance and to never let the monster live, but got distracted and got lost in the swirling abyss of this weird universe.
„That is why we have witchcraft“, my witch cites the manifest that got her burned, her fingers showing off red nail polish while pointing at the exact passage.
Witchcraft to deal with the horrors of being alive – because Daddy got busy.
Unloved tale
OnceWhen someone had herShe was almost lovedBut then this someone thought:”I can’t be allShe’d ever known”And he let her go. And She ranShe ran too fastWhen she ranShe ran too far ThenShe was found againBy another strange manWho loved her recklesslyLove turned to painAnd carved his sinInto her skin And she fledShe fled too fastWhen…
Just a haunted girl scaring her friends – Writing update!
Intrigued. And quite as bit terrified.Those were the exact same words I got as feedback from my friends whom I’d recently handed the first pages of the witching novel to. Seems like I’ve accomplished my task, right? I’m the haunted girl scaring all her friends!No, but really. It felt as if I was understood through…
Tale about the softest secret
This tale is about a girl I once knew. This girl could not go anywhere without her lovely white shoes. Made of cotton, their rim did not reach her ankles, giving away how thin they were. Their soles were so slim, she felt the earth with every step. Those shoes she needed so dearly were…
Mistress witch writes 