Snow Day

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Faunling Blizzard

Faunling Blizzard
She was the chief of their tribe. She was an warrior, mediator for all the creatures residing withing the forest. The creatures call to her whenever a disturbance was upon them. She called to the surrounding nature to give her strength; guidance. 
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Princess, why do you weep so bitterly

After a time she threw it up so high that she missed catching it as it fell; and the ball bounded away, and rolled along on the ground, until at last it fell down into the spring. The princess looked into the spring after her ball, but it was very deep, so deep that she could not see the bottom of it. She began to cry, and said, ‘Alas! if I could only get my ball again, I would give all my fine clothes and jewels, and everything that I have in the world.’

Whilst she was speaking, a frog put its head out of the water, and said, ‘Princess, why do you weep so bitterly?’

[Very late prepost, rip] 

Princess, why do you weep so bitterly

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Paint your own damn roses

Enchantment starts a new theme this month and it’s no other than Alice in Wonderland.

`Would you tell me,’ said Alice, a little timidly, `why you are painting those roses?’

Five and Seven said nothing, but looked at Two. Two began in a low voice, `Why the fact is, you see, Miss, this here ought to have been a red rose-tree, and we put a white one in by mistake; and if the Queen was to find it out, we should all have our heads cut off, you know. So you see, Miss, we’re doing our best, afore she comes, to–‘ At this moment Five, who had been anxiously looking across the garden, called out `The Queen! The Queen!’ and the three gardeners instantly threw themselves flat upon their faces. There was a sound of many footsteps, and Alice looked round, eager to see the Queen.

[Personally, if I was Alice I would’ve told the three playing cards to tell her to paint her own damn flowers.]

Paint your own damn roses

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Red witch, good witch

 

Red witch, good witch

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