#bennettwitch

✨ Bonnie Bennett moodboard ✨

The viking widow took her old friend’s advice and had kept an eye out for the other witch. Despite the quarter being flooded with people, day in and day out, it really was easier to just wait for someone to appear. Her approach toward the woman was accented with a sense of haste; worry, but determination, furrowing her delicate brow. “When we met, you offered your help. I’ve come to ask for it now. It is my son. He is lost, and slipping.. in a way I do not understand.”

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Out from the heretic came a broken wail, calling out the witch’s name. Everything had been so dark and cold. His connection with the other, awake world was slipping -- as was his consciousness, disappearing mid conversation with everyone. When he did wake up, the emptiness consumed him, leaving Kai alone and shaken.

After a brisk knock on her door, the heretic is standing on the other side with a optimistic glow. “You eat, right?” he purred teasingly. “Let’s go get something. You and me.” 

ORLY, KEEP TAWKIN'.. THE TALLY IS ADDING UP. JSYK. YOU WILL REGRET CROSSING THIS HUMAN!!11!1!