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Why do witches like always wanna fatten kids up before they eat them?? fat is like the grossest part of meat
“Why hello there, little children~. Please follow me to my magical… FITNESS ROOM. NO P A N S I E S ALLOWED BEYOND THIS POINT. LEAVE YOUR WHINING AT THE DOOR BECAUSE IT’S LEG DAY AND WE’RE ABOUT TO GET R-R-R-RIPPE D.”
Because they’re always cooking said kids in cauldrons and ovens - aka long cooking times at lowish heat. If you do that to fatty meat, the fat melts completely and the meat gets tear-it-apart-with-a-fork soft. If you do it to lean meat, you get tiny little sad meat bits that bring no joy to anyone.
well you did ask
Also there’s wisdom in fattening them up on sweets and other carbs. A meatless, carb-rich diet makes for more tender and flavourful meat.
you are arguing over the semantics of EATING CHILDREN
Well yeah, you gotta get this shit right or it’s a waste of 40-80 lbs of meat.
plus if you feed them a high fat, low nutrition diet, they’re easier to subdue and less likely to run away, which would be a concern for an elderly crone.
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Set adrift on a sea love, devotion, submission
Blinded to all but that which I feel in my heart
Hearing the soft lapping of the waves
Feeling the wind on my face and skin
Hearing the gulls in flight
Smelling the salt of the sea
Sightless to all who will tell me of love’s untrue value
Tasting only the kisses of he to whom I am sworn for a lifetime
Hearing only the pain of my own wildly beating heart as it veers away from that which is true.
For he is my truth
He is my utter, my oar, my direction.
The chilled fog of the day clings to my skin refreshing my soul
Nourishing the love which can only grow for him
The sun burns high in the sky, the moon keeps her silent watch
Unseen yet trusted
Hearing the crashing waves of disaster
He said trust
I do
I sit
I trust
I wait
For his return to me
It is he who makes me whole
I need not eyes to see him to know
He is in my heart
He lives there
He makes me real
I feel his love
Therefore, I am
Adrift on a sea of love
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