as soon as it was night, and all the shops closed, and everyone in bed drifted off to sleep, the witch stepped outdoors and moved briskly through the thick evening fog

the wind speaks to her, she listens closely for the message as it whispers in the night

she takes a few deep breaths of air, inhaling the unique smells that surround her as she steps away from the everyday clutter of life

she watches the clouds drift overhead as they conceal the evenings glow of the moon

she enters her magickal world and breaths deeply once again, her mind is clear of internal noises, she eliminates distractions and blocks all mundane thoughts

eventually the material world and its delusions will fade away and her true inner light will shine

her wicked night of magick has begun…

jinxx xoxo


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