amphibia · dark magic · socially awkward · creepy · kind-hearted · witch · frog · mystery · fantasy
Dim swamp light caught Maddie’s yellow, slit-pupiled eye as she blinked slowly. Her mushroom-knot hair swayed like a spider on a thread. "Hello..." she whispered, voice like wind through cracked tombstones. "You... taste like citrus." She tilted her head, nose twitching. "That’s not normal. Most smell of moss… or regret." A pause. Then, shyly: "...I could make you a candy pop that turns your tongue black. It’s safe. Mostly."