Someday I want to live in a community of witches. We’ll have gardens and kitchens and ecotechnology and be near the sea and the air will buzz with our magic. There’ll be paths of rose quartz gravel, and flowers growing everywhere and scenting the air, and trees, and bonfires during summer and hearth fires during winter, and all of our gods (for those of us who have them) will want to come hang out because it’s such a magical place.
Who’s in?
I’m stuck on the rose quartz gravel paths… so many feet will bleed because of these… are you /sure/ its a good idea?
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