I laugh nervously at your question.😬 “Do I practice witchcraft? 🤔 Well, I … dabble.”🤷🏽♀️
Right on cue, 🐭several mice🐭 tumble 🐭out of my pocket with overpriced crystals 💎💎💎 strapped to their backs.
My mug of tea 🍵 starts frothing and shooting beams of light ☄️ everywhere.☄️
🗣Maniacal voices are chattering right outside the window. 🗣“USE QUARTZ FOR EVERYTHING!” they say. 🗣“HERE, HAVE ANOTHER RECIPE FOR A SALT SCRUB!”
🎶We both hear faint singing, and we instinctively know it’s coming from the moon. 🌝 The words are hard to make out, but it sounds something like 🎶 You’re a fucking liar … 🎶
🧚🏻♀️The fae, emboldened by my weak-ass answer, bring their hunting party 🧝♀️🏹 straight through my living room.
😟We’re left sitting in the wreckage, 🍵and I’m clutching my mug of tea. It’s still giving off faint sparks.💫
“It’s … It’s just a hobby,” 😳 I say quietly.
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Not mine, from "PanickyWitchcraft" on Tumblr
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