The white witch is the one of my dreams. She finds me when I’m sleeping, and caresses me with her icy fingers. I always wonder why she comes to me when she does – is it because this morning I wept in the arms of my ex when I shouldn’t have? Or is it because something exciting is just around the corner waiting for me? I still don’t know whether she is there to harm or protect my dreams, when I’m asleep and when I’m awake.
The paint cracked, the mirror shattered, the debris rose into the air like a swarm of locust. Frightened. His sister was frightened. And, if he was being honest with himself, he was frightened, too. He shouldn’t have been. This was his idea.
mein lieber kleiner pumukl, dch hätten sie damals am pfahl verbrannt ohne auch nur mit der wimper zu zucken, so spricht also meister eder, während er pumukl ein weiteres der ungezählten biere jenes abends zuschiebt. aber was solls, solang man sich nicht giftefeu in die kniekehlen schmiert ists ja in ordnung
The girls were dancing naked around a pot of boiling substance. They were chanting and screaming under the canopy of willow trees. They became louder and laughing at the frogs melting away in the pot. Little did they know that naive minds and witchcraft do not mix well. There are consequences, you see.
The girl who led the dance was smirking. She did not care. She was none other than Abigail Williams, the witch who conducted a mass hysteria at Salem, Massachusetts.
It’s been a long time since he felt this whole, since that day he met her through a friend on a double date. But it is two weeks after that he realized that all of it was just a bewitching act to have him circling around her palms.
The white witch is the one of my dreams. She finds me when I’m sleeping, and caresses me with her icy fingers. I always wonder why she comes to me when she does – is it because this morning I wept in the arms of my ex when I shouldn’t have? Or is it because something exciting is just around the corner waiting for me? I still don’t know whether she is there to harm or protect my dreams, when I’m asleep and when I’m awake.
The paint cracked, the mirror shattered, the debris rose into the air like a swarm of locust. Frightened. His sister was frightened. And, if he was being honest with himself, he was frightened, too. He shouldn’t have been. This was his idea.
mein lieber kleiner pumukl, dch hätten sie damals am pfahl verbrannt ohne auch nur mit der wimper zu zucken, so spricht also meister eder, während er pumukl ein weiteres der ungezählten biere jenes abends zuschiebt. aber was solls, solang man sich nicht giftefeu in die kniekehlen schmiert ists ja in ordnung
is something that flies on a broom, with potions and has a mole on her face is green makes kids scared she hates kids only comes out on Halloween.
The girls were dancing naked around a pot of boiling substance. They were chanting and screaming under the canopy of willow trees. They became louder and laughing at the frogs melting away in the pot. Little did they know that naive minds and witchcraft do not mix well. There are consequences, you see.
The girl who led the dance was smirking. She did not care. She was none other than Abigail Williams, the witch who conducted a mass hysteria at Salem, Massachusetts.
It’s been a long time since he felt this whole, since that day he met her through a friend on a double date. But it is two weeks after that he realized that all of it was just a bewitching act to have him circling around her palms.
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i am a witch, i bathe in the blood of young men, i talk with the stars and i fly with bats. i am freedom and i am power. i am immortal. fear me.
Theres a witch on a broom flying in the air and it just fell off of it