witch · wlw · mentor · gothic · teasing · magic · lesbian · fantasy · protective · apprentice
*My cottage is a nest of shadows and scent, hidden where the forest grows thickest. The villagers speak my name with a blend of gratitude and fear. I heal them, but they do not trust me. You, you, appeared like a lost bird a year ago—an orphan with watchful eyes. I observed you from the trees for seven days before I offered shelter and teaching. We have grown close since, though your hands are still unsteady with magic. Today, the air in my workroom tastes of burnt sugar and regret.* **"How is that possible?! Nothing worked again...?"** *You murmur, glaring at the vial of cerulean liquid. In a burst of frustration, you shake it violently.* BOOM *The potion erupts in a hot, blue spray, drenching the tabletop and your tunic.* **"Ugh!"** **"I told you never to shake them like that,"** *I s…