nature – Page 5 – Jordyn Saelor

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

13- the tyrant

I wandered the Realm of Green Dragons for seasons, hunted skins for tents and sandals, took a few emerald scales from a sleeping dragon’s swampy cave

Read & die

Gather 2 wolfhead mushrooms. Gather 3 green pinecones. Gather a pinch of fern spores, 7 lichen-dusted pebbles, and moss water to stir everything

Wind & Qind

Previous Chapters *** Wind I got in with a spell Sliptide told me. I got in shielding myself with a summoning circle around my knees with runes for sanity, speed, and resolve. I got in, muttering under my breath, “Clarak, slar, helva garden rill tiv lo wisphel li o caral o tara car y (open,Continue reading “Wind & Qind”

7- Muse my dragon

If you poke a sleeping dragon they don’t wake. Why do I know? Cuz Sliptide poked her lover fifty times in her sleep the first night I was there. So I left the den, realizing otherwise

I asked Sliptide

I asked Sliptide one night under the spinning moons and planet’s rings if she’d ever met a witch before. Not because I wondered about you, Clarissa; mountain dragons and green dragons have fundamentally different

Welcome to the Realm of Green Dragons

acid souls, dreamer knolls, emerald scales, shale-tough tails. Forest peaks, spruce-blue trees, poison shrouds, wing-swept clouds. My green dragon ride called herself Sliptide, or the equivalent in her slippery serpent language. I practiced her

1- Examine

We went to witch school, you and I, hidden in the outback of Australia– which witch school, the one shifting between realms of new times and wild climes, the one with the potions plot and the spellcaster squad, the school for the demon kids who drew fickle fire from the air.

Made by the Teeth of Lions

In this liar’s bed we don’t speak of lion dens we just speak of marble men– statues done by chipped chisels helD in haNds with imAgined plans then tested by the predators, we are built out of tribulation unchosen and chance– surely you see this presence of mine is just stone surely you see myContinue reading “Made by the Teeth of Lions”