Witches do not always stand with their feet inside of a salt circle.
They do not perpetually speak in chants, nor do they weigh their pockets witch pillar candles and incense sticks.
You can find them in coffee shops, whispering to their cup as they stir it purposefully in a counterclockwise direction (banishing whatever flack they got earlier).
You can find a witch in the dressing room of a thrift shop, touching the mirror and enchanting it to show the onlooker how beautiful they are, no matter what they wear.
You can find them in animal shelters, cuddling with the black dog or cat, debating whether or not they can take them home.
You can find a witch in demolished cities, drawing sigils in the dust. You can find them planting gardens for food when a hurricane or tornado stole every seed ever planted in the area.
You can find…
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