Witch


Camera's on.

-"There's always this special person, and they're terrible unlucky - got some sticky person with a hatchet running after them. And usually, no always, the special person run into this person ... a magic person. And the magic person is terribly ugly with a big nose and wards on it, and they're crippled and they smell disgusting, eehhh."

-"Can you tell me about yourself?"

-"I'm ... I'm actually a cheerful person. And there's people, when they see a cheerful person, they say to themselves that it couldn't be true. You must be wicked. You couldn't just be happy. They're.. uh.. angry. Or maybe they're in fear?

(phone beeps)

I will fuck your mind and steal your babies. I love it. Have you ever ... Do you ever feel, after a day where you had nothing to do that you're stuck. You're sucked in to a bottomless pit and it's very hard from there to see any perspective. You want to search for a purpose or some sort meaning. Dear bottomless pit. I wake up in a deep search of intent, believe."

-"Hold on."

The elderly woman in front of the camera continued indifferently.

-"Egyptians fucking the crocodil-"
However she stopped mid-sentence, racing her body forward as if she were about to violently regurgiate. The wrinkles in her skin became eveer deeper and longer and more defined. Her voice sounded rasp:

"They smoketh and drinketh copious volumnes of ale and of wine; bringing shame to mine former expectations of the morrow"

as if she had become some medieval witchess paranoid of the performance of the juvenille . She clutched the chair even harder and exhaled a shrill shreik "REEEEEEEEEEE"

And as she exhausted her lungs of air it was as if her very lifeforce within her vaporized and condensed itself into a force of nature enabling her organism to offset some corrupt and unholy metamorphis.

And thus: Vanilla leather all over her bones, that is her skin. From her skull flimsy thread crawl out of holes as if in great agony, that is her hair. She's now an old mummy. Or one of those bog bodies.

Camera's off.

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