She is wicked, wicked, wicked–

She is wicked, wicked, wicked– a crone desperate for the smoothness of youth, a rounded, maiden craving the tang of lust, and a doe-eyed child who cackles alone in the dark. When she emerges from ash wolfbane dripping from her sickle-pale flesh, she will muddle the minds of men, so their shrewish wives will never question, why […]

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A Spell for Fools

A Spell for Fools: “Purple heather Crushed sage Three drops of maiden’s tears The first blood of a virgin A pomegranate with six seeds A kiss from your true love Dance nude under a full moon Mix the ingredients: Take the pomegranate and drip the juices- Mark your body with sticky crimson. Draw the symbols […]

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Night Bloomer

Leila felt particularly witchy as she donned her favorite dress, bodice tight, her abundance of hair, a myriad of colors, curls loose and tight, and her eyes coated in gold and slashed with kohl. … Tonight is the night, she whispers to herself. … Head in the clouds as she races to her destination, her […]

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