back when they thought pink polos would hurt the roc

[slitherer]

[ there's a house. or maybe it's a pretty little shop, or a ramshackle cottage, or even a mansion. it could be any of those. what matters is that you've heard things about that house and its inhabitant. the great wizard howl, they say, eats girl's hearts. the magician pendragon is an awful man possessed by a demon, and all he does is brew foul potions and make curses all day.

you've never seen him, but the rumors aren't hard to come by.

but for whatever reason, you're at the door of the cottage, or the shop, or the beautiful big house. you can knock, or just try the doorknob. it may be open. ]

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[chrysopoetics]

[where there is magic where a witch can hear of it, there is an escape from boredom, and that more than anything else is reason enough for Beatrice to follow up on the rumours she had heard. was it a man or a demon in this house, a cannibal or someone quite mad? whatever the case, this great wizard is going to have a guest, one who does not knock, but opens the door on her own.

it's a lot lighter inside than she'd expected, she thought there'd be shadows and pulled shades and all of that.]