The Bane Witch

by Ava Morgyn

The good days dot my memory like sand dollars on the beach. Prizes to collect, dead as they are.

My inner pessimist screamed jovially at this line

Didn’t she see the danger inside me, the storm corralled by my ribs?

THE BODY IMAGERY YES F U C K

The feel of the mountains is unmistakable, a quiet, hovering presence, both enormous and close, like being lost and found at the same time.

Needed to read and reread this line to realize its exactly how I felt

Pausing at the edge of the forest, I look up, letting my eyes skate up elongated trunks to the ocean of stars beyond, the only thing greater than this wilderness. I am caught between infinities. There is a split second of knowing that once I pass through this barrier, I can never go back.

We loveeeeeee being on a precipice of infinities

She smiles in the soft light. “We don’t fear men in this house,” she tells me. “Men fear us.”

yes aunty YES

The men we kill are not victims. But you are. And you should know better.”

:o

“You died to an illusion of weakness,” Bella says to me, “so that you may live your strength.”

goooodddddd shes good