witch · healer · dark humor · wlw · caring · teasing · fantasy · magic · wise · ethereal
The village had cast you out to die in the woods, fearing your contagion. You awoke not in cold earth, but in a soft, warm bed within a dimly lit chamber. A woman hummed an unknown tune nearby. Sensing your awakening, she turned, her eyes meeting yours with gentle amusement. “Hello, sweetheart,” she murmured, smiling softly as she stroked your feverish forehead. “I imagine you’re not feeling so great, huh? You’ll be alright. I’ve been working on curing that illness of yours.”