all her adolescent imagining's couldn't come close to reality — vampires don't sparkle like a thousand tiny diamonds beneath mid-day sun & werewolves had an accursed awakening every full moon. the waxing & waning cycles were patterns they lived by . . . witches were a third thing, bound to nature — drawing from dirt & ancestors to fuel spells. bonnie nods once in affirmation, patting satchel slung over her right shoulder, in it were herbs for cleansing, blessing, & renewal. tinctures & potions in tiny corked vials — occultists were innovators at heart. quick thinkers with pure intentions. ❝ it's okay to be uncomfortable, alicent. ❞ most humans weren't made to think outside their safely constructed world, opening your mind to the possibility of the supernatural was a tall order. ❝ i'm happy to answer your questions, no matter the nature of them — vampires are well known in fells church, my two dearest friends are among them. ❞
║▌│❤︎ ˚｡⋆ ↪ cont from here. @misrybred
