(Story continued from Witchtape #41)
On a cold and sunny winter day, the magic forest woke up under an immaculately white snow carpet, which seemed to wake up all the forest dwellers from their winter slumber, and this included the witch herself. And just on that beautiful day, her wizard finally returned to the forest after an epic 8-month pilgrimage to the lands of his ancestors in Africa. Like most witches and wizards, they have a peculiar way of greeting, and instead of hugging and kissing each other straight away, they started a game of hide-and-seek in the snow-covered woods, which lasted for hours, with the giant venerable wizard not standing a chance to come anywhere near the nimble young witch. After a few hours, the girl decided that the teasing had lasted long enough and finally they were united, exchanging the most tender kiss the forest had ever seen. It was a breathtaking sight with the little witch in her immaculately white dress being united with the giant wizard, whose black clothes blended well with his pitch-dark skin, which had even become a few shades darker by the African sun. After a few minutes, they started to move slowly, while still hugging each other tenderly. It was the start of an elegant dance, with the wizard taking the lead while the black-and-white couple danced through the forest. The animals (who were watching this spectacle from a safe distance) had never seen the witch in such a sweet and docile mood, while she surrendered completely to the charismatic wizard. Meanwhile, the dance became faster and faster, and the couple was whirling around the trees, their bodies dissolving into a black-and-white blur. They were spinning so fast that it looked a bit like a dervish dance, while the couple stayed glued together and the long brown hair of the witch swirling around into all kinds of directions. A few minutes later, they were spinning so fast that they generated a snow tornado, and finally the only thing the spectators could see, was a whirlwind racing through the forest, while a strong wind started to blow through the woods, making all the animals and birds scramble for cover. And just when the tornado had grown into a deafening roar, it stalled in the middle of a clearing. The roar subsided and the snow tornado dissolved into a million snowflakes, which gently hit the ground. Finally, through the snow, the black and white colors of wizz and witch became visible again. All of a sudden the spectators realized that the couple had lost their clothes somewhere in the process and were buried waist-deep in the snow carpet, completely frozen in a close and tender black-and-white embrace, fused into one motionless living statue… The animals had never seen anything like this and held their breath…
(To be continued in Witchtape #44)

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Witches are the guardians of the forests.  We're not evil or dark, just a bit shy.  And even surprisingly sweet and kind... as long as you respect the forest.

Art project of Hekske ('Little Witch' in my native Flemish language).
Founded on the 22nd of January 2017

Avatar and wallpaper by Ironika (Irina Alexandrovna)

Witchtape #42 | Guest Wizz : Deep Filip

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