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“Are you the witch who turned eleven princes into swans?”

The old woman stared at the figure on the front step of her cottage and considered her options. It was the kind of question usually backed up by a mob with meaningful torches, and the kind of question she tried to avoid.

Coming from a single dusty, tired housewife, it should’ve held no terrors.

“You a cop?”

The housewife twisted the hem of her apron. “No,” she muttered. “I’m a swan.”

A raven croaked somewhere in the woods. Wind whispered in the autumn leaves.

Then: “I think I can guess,” the old woman said slowly. “Husband stole your swan skin and forced you to marry him?”

A nod.

“And you can’t turn back into a swan until you find your skin again.”

A nod.

“But I reckon he’s hidden it, or burned it, or keeps it locked up so you can’t touch it.”

A tiny, miserable nod.

“And then you hear that old Granny Rothbart who lives out in the woods is really a batty old witch whose father taught her how to turn princes into swans,” the old woman sighed. “And you think, ‘Hey, stuff the old skin, I can just turn into a swan again this way.’

“But even if that was true – which I haven’t said if it is or if it isn’t – I’d say that I can only do it to make people miserable. I’m an awful person. I can’t do it out of the goodness of my heart. I have no goodness. I can’t use magic to make you feel better. I only wish I could.”

Another pause. “If I was a witch,” she added.

The housewife chewed the inside of her cheek. Then she drew herself up and, for the first time, looked the old woman in the eyes.

“Can you do it to make my husband miserable?”

The old woman considered her options. Then she pulled the wand out from the umbrella stand by the door. It was long, and silver, and a tiny glass swan with open wings stood perched on the tip.

“I can work with that,” said the witch.

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It's a Thursday night and I've got nothing better to do than make something that uses whatever I have around already.

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October can’t come soon enough

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'The Wind in the Willows' by Kenneth Grahame, illustration by Beverley Gooding.

kenneth grahame

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'The Phynodderree and other Legends of the Isle of Man' by Edward Allow illustrated by W. J. Watson, 1882.

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Fabian Cháirez (Mexican, 1987) - La Bruja (The Witch) (2022)

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If I had the time, I’d animate that whole part of The Emperor’s New Groove with these two idiots.

*sigh* And I have Procreate Dreams collecting digital dust…$20 well spent.

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via

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He is so important to me.

Prints available!! 🫶

Here’s my Stan playlist cause I can’t stop thinking about him, he is everything and I cry about him 🖤

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Eldritch Miku omgggg

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'Flower - Fairie' by Cicely Mary Barker, (1895 - 1973).

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Talking to my mom last night about the wedding we’re all going to in 2 weeks and she says “I don’t think I’ve ever been to a non Catholic wedding!”

And I’m like “well Rachel and Becca’s wedding wasn’t a Catholic wedding”

And she says “I guess that didn’t really register as a wedding to me”

And I’m here, ready to have a real hard conversation with my mom about homophobia and Recognizing others and as I’m having this spiral this bitch goes “cause it was outside”

So good news, my mom doesn’t give two fucks if you’re gay, straight, bi, pan, etc but get yo ass married in A HOUSE with a ROOF or it will not register with her

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inspiration struck in a really, really weird way

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core classes as undead :)