#witchdiary

[seanceinmotion]

"She takes the pills to fall asleep, and dreams that shes invisible Tormented dreams, she stays awake, recalls when she was capable"

[the-crafty-heathen]

(not my art idk who made this but the eyes are entrancing) I have been absent from this account for a very long time but I do want to post regularly on here. I want to see how many of Loki’s followers are left so interact here to show me his community still exists.

[tarotxastrology]

can anyone tell me what at least one of these r. I got gifted them but they explained nothing. I have some speculations for what a few are but I’m not sure.

ft my gross hand LOLL

[soulwitch]

Diary - Witch of Red #1

Written 2 months after exile, long before peace conference set up and world’s end.

It’s been about 2 months since I’ve started traveling with master, often we’ve met many rather hostile individuals due to the nature of his magic. Yet very rarely do any of them engage us or attempt to arrest us, however today that wasn’t exactly the case.

Just outside of the small mining town we often frequent a trio, possibly a travelling band of comrades, approached my master and I. The trio, comprised of a younger gentleman with a fine blade, a younger Miss who seemed to be lightly equipped, and an older man who is stench wreaked of foreign Magic, demanded my Master surrender himself.

Of course as you would expect my master did not accept this offer, nor was I willing to allow them to take him. Despite the heavy topic my master and this foreign man seemed rather friendly with each other, in fact they even offered each other an agreement. A small battle, and whoever won the other would have to respect it. Both of them being masters of their own art knew how to hold back, the master wishing not to add too much malice to our names, and the foreign magician preferring to bring my master in alive for a better reward from whoever hired them

What would surprise me as the two experts moved off to have their competition, is that the young man wished to test his skill with my own given our masters were doing the same. While swordplay was not my greatest strength, I had grown curious to see how far along I’d come.

With appropriate distance from the rather explosive competition beside us, myself and this young man staged overselves a small duel. To my surprise the young man was somewhat like me, trained lightly in the blade but with a grand curiosityin the magic of our masters. Happily with the young woman watching over us, we began our small battle. He was definitely a far better bladesmen than I was, yet with my magic being a bit superior to his I was able to keep up.

As we locked blades pushing against each other, the young man encouraged me onwards. We had both been fighting in a rather tame manner, no offensive magics and no non-bladed attacks. With a small taunt towards getting serious I happily obliged, switching my stance to one where I could make the best use of my blade and my off hand.

We both had great Masters, great magicians who could heal any of the small damage that we could do to each other. It seemed both of us knew this, each attack getting more creative and each sword swing followed by a kick or a punch. Another Clash of our swords and we were face to face, the young man happily taunted me more, even saying such nice things like wanting to have more matches with me.

Perhaps, now that I look back on it, he was rather charming, maybe I should have controlled myself a bit better.

Anyways back to our little match, with our swords locked and his nice comments I made a jest towards keeping his focus in battle. His friend behind him seemingly so happy to watch this all unfold, at least she was right then.

I didn’t want to lose, so with this sword pushing against mine I swung my fist at his face, enhancing my strength just a bit to be able to keep his sword against mine. He seemed like such a durable fellow and I expected him to leap back, sort of like those Heroes who take a punch to the face and laugh it off.

Yet he did not. The moment my fist connected with his face, the young man’s head snapped left as it should have on receiving a punch. But his head did not snapback, his gaze did not return, nor did his body try to leap back.

He fell straight to the ground, eyes Hollow. In my excitement without truly grasping how far I’d come, I had killed the young man simply through Force. His friend screamed in panic, I could not possibly imagine what she had just witnessed. What seemed like an even battle between two students, abruptly ending with one dead on the ground.

Her scream did not go unnoticed, our masters seeing the commotion. His master exploding into rage, attacked mine no longer under the mentality of a friendly competition. His friend pulled a contraption from her bag, firing at me. I tried to apologize but neither would listen, a friend and master blinded by revenge we obviously only had one option.

Master easily handled the other magician, and the young lady despite her interesting gadgets was simply not outfitted to fight someone head on. Neither survived for long now that it was life and death, I tried to make it quick for the enraged girl..

This is not the first time that I’ve killed someone and the most likely will not be the last. However it was the first time I killed someone on accident, without the intention to do harm.

Master hasn’t talked to me since we got back, but his face tells me everything I need to know. It’s almost like he knew this would happen, whether it was my move or his, it’s almost like he knew those three people were not walking away from us alive.

Master is wise and I will have to apologize later for this, I doubt we will have any trouble considering the three were most likely foreigners and there was no one else around .

I suppose, this is just part of learning all that he knows, that the price for these forbidden secrets can include casting away your compassion and concern.

Still this is all the more reason to retain my Humanity in situations like this, so that I can show the world that one can dive into such horrible Paths of magic and still be as human as anyone else.

One day, I’ll return home not as red smile, but as the red magician that everyone knows will protect their country.

Still, today haunts me. Hopefully writing these diary’s will help.

[seanceinmotion]

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[seanceinmotion]

⛤ Hello! ⛤

My name is Elle ⏾ 18 years old

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[the-crafty-heathen]

Hi, so I recently did a binding spell that was ment to be gentle. I wrote someones name down rolled up the paper and tied twine around it then sealed it in a hony jar while chanting that they can not hurt me but when I saw then again they treated me awfully. my spells usually work can you please give me some advice on what you think happened and what I should do?

[the-crafty-heathen]

Tell me about the Samhain rituals that you guys preform?