#ancient witch

I have a set of mason jars that were left in our house when the old owners moved. I put one of the white candles from a 5-pack from the dollar store and stuffed it in a mason jar full of dried leaves and twigs with ground lavender to make what I call a "Faerie Candle."

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           For a long moment he stared at me. Then he turned and twitched off through the brush. I tell you, for all my spells, that was the first time I truly felt myself a witch.

Page 77:

           I tracked my father’s burning chariot across the sky. Well? What do you have to say to me? You threw me to the cross, but it turns out I prefer them to you.

No answer came, and none from my aunt Moon either, those cowards. My skin was glowing, my teeth set. My lioness lashed her tail.

Does no one have the courage? Will no one dare to face me?

So you see, in my way, I was eager for what came.

I love these two lines because of how empowering they are and because this is Circe finding her way, she has power, she can use it and let someone come and test her.

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           I looked at her, as vivid in my doorway as the moon in the autumn sky. Her eyes held mine, grey and steady. The light slanted through the window, pooling warm on our bare feet, It is a common saying that women are delicate creatures, flowers, eggs, anything that may be crushed in a moment’s carelessness. If I had ever believed it, I no longer did.

This is the beginning of a friendship between Penelope and Circe, they see each other, and for women that have been used and Circe opens her home.

Also, I just love the quote about women

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           The anger stood out plain and clean on his face. There was a sort of innocence to him, I thought. I do not mean this as the poets mean it. A virtue to be broken by the story’s end, or else upheld at greatest cost. Nor do I mean that he was foolish or guileless. I mean that he was made only of himself, without the dregs that clog the rest of us. He thought and felt and acted, and all these things made a straight line. No wonder his father had been baffled by him. He would have been always looking for the hidden meaning, the knife in the dark. But Telemachus carries his blade in the open

Witchtober Day 8

Ancient Witch

I based her fully on Ancient Egypt, and she has the Heka (magic) symbol on her arm. She was one that right away I knew what kind of vibe I wanted to give her. I think so far she's my favorite