Bone Crown Desire

One day you wake up and want a crown of bones. It happens just like that. There’s a day before when you don’t think about crowns, or not much, really, and then there’s the day that you open your eyes, greeting the morning with an echoing thought, “I need a crown of bones.”

On this day, the day of bone-crown desire, you know, without any doubt, that you are a witch. And while it’s true, any hat that sits upon the head of a witch is, in fact, a witch hat, no hat sits quite like a crown fashioned from bones. 

Today is the day, my dear ones, today is the day.

How do you know if you’re a witch?

You dream a Crown of Bones

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