Witchsona

My new, and perhaps more accurate, witchsona! She lives in a swamp and her familiars are small and secret; you can see them by the backs of their eyes. She makes small spells and little magics with herbs and bones, recipes passed down from her mother, and deals mostly in the magic of dreams and sleeping (lots of things hibernate in the mud and loam, under the skins of water). And right now as usual she has misplaced her glasses. Let’s hope one of those small secret things can find them for her.