Witching Moon

by Poppy Woods

People say the Moon can hear your troubles, and its spirit will calm you and ease any trouble you might have.

“Things are different for you. I just want you to have a fulfilling life.” I know he means it. The pained look on his face, the proof of his sincerity, doesn’t make me feel any better about his pity. The truth is I’m perfectly happy with the amount of magic I have. Could I be more fabulous with an affinity? Sure. But this is who I am. There’s nothing I can do to change it, which I know because my family has tried for years, and I don’t know any different. It’s hard for them to imagine being average, but for me? It’s everyday life.

Replace the word magic with being disabled and I know exactly how she feels.

“I summoned the Moon,” I mumble to no one in particular between laughs. “Oh, Goddess.” At least she’s hot.

I mean…pretty damn good mistake tbh

What sort of a witch fears the Moon?

I wish I had a name for the color of her eyes, but blue or silver just doesn’t seem to do the hue justice. They’re like frozen silver. Winterized metal.

“Stop that, we’re in public,” I hiss. “And you know I’m married.” “You’ve been married the whole time I’ve known you,” she laughs. “Never stopped you before.”

This isn't her dad, is it?

“Shouldn’t a good family want you to be happy?”

“I usually turn on some music and just vibe until I don’t remember why I was upset anymore,”

“Sex and magic have a relationship older than even the Great Goddess can attest to, you can’t separate the two. There’s a reason that humans call it ‘making love’, or at least they used to. It’s because two people create something when they join together, whether they mean to or not. That’s magic.”

“I’ve never understood how one could try to separate sex, magic, and divinity. It’s all the same. This world was born from it and only continues to survive because of a woman’s pleasure.”

“Witches came, I don’t know who. They took her.”

I'm betting it’s the dad. He probably realized Luna is the moon when she was over, saw her with his daughter, so now knows where he could find her and ambush her.

They think the Gods are cruel, but truly, I’ve never met anything so vicious as a mortal being.

There’s no rain or storms in this realm.

Oh, that realm isn’t someplace I want to be anymore. Sounded great until the no rain or storms.