...heimweh...

  Big eyes trailed the cloudy night sky. An eery feeling swallowed the witch whole and spit her up into the peculiar scenery of howling sirens in the distance and ghostly wind brushing her cheeks. “Did you hear that?”, she asked her companion. Jiwoo could taste adventure at the tip of her tongue, but it was too early to jump to any conclusion, after all -- how would her companion react?

“It’s probably nothing, right”, she muttered to herself. Slender fingers frantically brushed over the brown and black of her long skirt in order to keep it safe and straight despite the moving wind, magic had that kind of effect. “I’ll take you home first”, her voice was more demand than a statement. If only the weather listened to her once, if only the gods let her have it her way for once. But even for the most powerful witch, there were those who were bigger than her, those she could not and would not dare compete with.

maybe I’m just being a bit impulsive and crazy, but the thought of quitting roleplay has come back again. I’ve been playing with this thought ever since last July. and it’s not because “the community is toxic and the people are mean”, because I honestly hardly ever met mean-spirited people on here. instead, I just feel like roleplay has been more of an escape from my study filled life, it was a make up to the lack of excitement mitochondrias, bismarck and shakespeare gave me, because I could project my interests on my muses and create lives and worlds far away from mine.

but now I feel like...