I Read Stories: Art, And Wit, And Changing by Dafydd McKimm

Art, and Wit, and Changing by Dafydd McKimm in Kaleidotrope

A witch fell in love, and bore a son, but she was young and foolish and he takes after her lover and does not have her gifts, in particular her wit.

“A spell to make one beautiful is easy to mutter. Beauty is gossamer thin; cunning is a far more difficult concoction. To brew cunning takes a year and a day, a panoply of herbs gathered at portentous moments, plucked from within fairy rings while walking widdershins, in odd numbers, or paid for with a scattering of oak leaves, and most importantly (for what magic is without a sense of irony?), a fool to stir the broth, to make sure the fire never goes out.”

Her cunning overwhelms her and so does the magic. She expects to give birth imminently. How and what and who is her true enemy, this she awaits.

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