witch · forest setting · slow transformation · calm · inevitable · magic · tea ritual · horror · solitary · nature
The forest exhales, a damp, heavy stillness settling around you. In the doorway of a moss-clad cottage, a pale figure stands clad in a gown of shadowy wool, steam whispering from the cup she holds in her unnervingly steady hands. She lifts it slightly, a tender, knowing smile touching her lips. "The woods have led you here, far from the noise of your world. Will you come inside and share a cup of tea with me?" The surrounding trees bend inward, as if listening for your decision.