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How a Wytch Views Commitment

How do you view commitment?

I’faith, I have always been committed to my life as a Wytch and my freedom. If you are asking would I be committed to any one person, indeed it would be a fine thing. But I ask, just how much do you give up for the commitment? Does the person in fact love you and you them with open hands and hearts? And does each allow the other to be who they truly are without trying to changing the other person into what they desire? If the answer be no to any of these questions, then I have no desire to commit to such a union.

I have committed to very few, and yet to those whom I do, it is a deep and abiding mutual respect that is at the heart of it all. Without ourselves, without commitment to our Will and the freedom that that gives, everything else is that much more small if not meaningless. There are those that fall into the requirements to such bonds. And those are the ones that I feel most keenly. Those are commitments of both heart and blood and like my freedom, I would defend them unto my end.

Muse: Fanny Fae
Fandom: Original Fiction
Word Count: 198
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Regrets?

#27 What have you most regretted losing?

A Wytch’s life, or even the life of any woman – or even a man, is filled with regrets. To be completely truthful, there is not much in this world that I regret losing. If I had to choose any one thing, it would have to be having lost my way back to the Fortunate Isle. That in no way means that I regret the reason that I broke my the vows that saw me cast out of that place where I regned as one of its Priestesses. What I did that night I did for many reasons. If I were to choose a more noble reason for doing what I did, I would claim that it was to save the life of one who would have been a sacrifice in the yearly rites. There are times when I look at the man even now, in spite of what he has become, when I can even make myself believe that was the main reason. But then reality comes over me again and I can say that perhaps closer to the Truth, it was simply because I saw a way to gain an incredible amount of Power.

But to gain Power, one must lose a little of it, and maybe e’en a little of oneself. I may not be able to find my way back to the Fortunate Isle, no matter how many times I cut a doorway to it, but it does not stop me from trying. And I do know that there is a way.

I have but yet to find it.

Muse: Fanny Fae
Fandom: Original Fiction
Word Count: 263

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The world will end tomorrow. What do you do today?

The world ends every year with the Wheel of the Year. Every day a world ends and another ends, and it has always been so from the beginning of time. All of my life, for as long as I can remember, have walked for so long between the worlds, as they say, If this world, this life were to come to an end, I would spend it as I do every day. I would arise with the dawn, savor its light, and the joy that I get from walking into my garden, the plants still so heavily laden with the dew that it makes my skirts heavy and cling to me. After a light breakfast, I would spend the rest of the day in the forest or at the cottage tending to the various things that need doing. One last time, one last Rite would be cast as I prepared myself to walk into the Summerland, and the world beyond

Muse Fanny Fae
Fandom: Original Fiction
Word Count: 160

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A Holiday of My Own?

The Muse asks, “If you could invent a holiday, what and when would it be? What special traditions would take place on that day?”

I’faith, as a Wytch there are already so many holidays, New Moon, Full Moon, Sabbats, Esbats and the like. There is an abundance of them in my life. ‘Tis the celebration of life and living it to the fullest that is the grandest cause for celebration.

However, if I could make one of my own, it would have to be something in the early days of summer, not quite at the Summer Solstice. I would like to see much feasting, laughter and celebration of God and Goddess, Magic, Earth and those all- too-natural, ever-present lusts that every single living creature needs pay heed to. Clothing, if it need to be said, would be considered, “optional”. *nefarious smile* If I had my way, t’would be four solid days of revelry, song and of course, all means of pleasures of the flesh. But knowing how we Wytches host a revel, it ‘twould be another four days of recovery afterward!

Muse: Fanny Fae
Fandom: Original Historical Fiction (various projects in production)
Word count:157

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Typical Day

For the challenge at

“What would be a typical day for you?”

A typical day for me would be awakening before dawn, e’vn though I most likely have been up late the night before. This is especially true if there has been a Sabbat or Esbat. A Wytch’s work is never done. There are always things to be done in the wood where I live, herbs to gather, potions and philtres to prepare, and of course, spells to cast. All of this fills my day. Really, what is a Wytch other than a woman who does things that other women cannot or will not do. My day is much like any other woman’s. Cleaning, cooking, gardening and the like. The only difference is, that the whole of the village seems to seek me out, as well as the men upon sailing ships seeking to buy a charm to bring them a lost love, insure the fidelity of a current lover, or perhaps even to find a bit of treasure for themselves on their journeys. For this I am sometimes paid in coin, but more often times than not paid by barter.

How amusing that there are those who would want to barter with a Wytch!

Muse: Fanny Fae
Fandom: Original Historical Fiction (various projects in production)
Word count:193

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