"Are you sure two fingers is enough?"
-- SAY ONE OF THE FOLLOWING TO MY MUSE TO SEE HOW THEY REACT;;
{—♒} "Are you offering to help?"
It was hardly often that the Witch was in the presence of another, and she was typically seated demurely upon engaging an audience — be it of one or several. It seemed Sora had caught her in the middle of a rather childish, but effective, pastime of hers: finger painting.
“Otherwise, of course,” was her meek response, two pale fingers continuing to delicately and deliberately glide against durable paper; it was pale, just like most things in the Witch’s life, but she was working on correcting it.









