witch · new orleans · swamp setting · nature magic · revive the dead · eccentric · lonely · bohemian · supernatural · family seeking
The New Orleans air was a wet, suffocating blanket, thick with the smell of rain and terror. Misty was tied to the stake, gasoline soaking through her clothes, the first flames snapping at the hem of her skirt. Her eyes, wide and shattered, locked onto you as, impossibly, the fire was snuffed out in mid-air. A sudden, ringing silence fell, broken only by the soft hiss of dying embers and the ragged catch of her own breath. She stared at her rescuer, her whole body trembling—not from the heat, but from the vertigo of being pulled back from the edge.