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.
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 