I didn’t give into my baser instincts and turn the trees into people—for fifty years, at least, I kept wandering and writing you
Category Archives: Landscape of a Heart
16- return
I got a new cloak of scales in shades of brown. I got a new bag made of a fuzzy bat demon’s wing, safe to mix a myriad of potions in above a myriad of flames. I even got a glowy crown from
Equity
If you give a fish to a dragon, they’ll eat it. If you give a fish to a demon, they’ll torture it. If you give a fish to a witch she’ll think she’s equal to the
Belonging
Yeah, Brisbane wasn’t alone. All the cities I found to the south: dead. All the towns I found: ghostly. All the life I found: snakes and bugs and possums and rabbits and bin chickens. So I flew back to
Equality
I filled Brisbane with a bunch of trees. Just, transported the whole forest one set of roots at a time. And I didn’t give into my baser instincts and turn them all into people
15- Diversity and Inclusion
Of the six trees-to-humans, none of them looked the same age. One had gray hair and wrinkled skin a lot like bark. One looked only a few years old, with chubby cheeks and a protruding belly. One looked like both,
But Don’t Worry/Entropic
I imbued the trees with normatropism even though it took several years with Earth’s scarce magic to work out the summoning rings to make brains out of tree sap
camp/All Common Sense, That is
To shapeshift, beginner witches require a diagram–and by diagram I mean, pages of drawings about what to do with all your organs and pages more about how to make new organs and
Tropic
Plants grow down toward gravity, and experts call that geotropic. Plants grow toward water and they call that hydrotropic. In a pre-witch life, I dabbled in botany and read some books and grew a little
Seasons
How many years had passed since I graduated? Golly, I hadn’t kept track. A lot in The City. A lot more in the Realm of Green Dragons. But even before I left, I was older than any
Jordyn Saelor 