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fandomtownies2024-09-17 10:49 am
mustbeawitch) wrote in fandomtownies2024-09-17 10:49 am
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The Preserve, Late Tuesday Night
It was the harvest moon tonight, and there was to be a partial lunar eclipse. For others, this might be simply an interesting and beautiful astronomical phenomenon. To Lydia, it meant that if she didn't miss sleep to gather certain herbs while the time was right, she would be unworthy of the title of 'witch.' And, of course, there were magical requirements that she must meet while she searched for said herbs.
Which was to say that here she was, in the middle of the woods in the middle of the night, skyclad and very glad that she had familiarized herself with the area now enough that she at least knew where most of the plants she needed were. The keyword there being 'most.' This was taking rather longer than she would have liked.
At least she knew enough now to take certain precautions regarding the squirrels.
(Open preserve is open to anyone else who might be in the woods in the middle of the night of the harvest moon! Lydia's state of dress is NFB, but everything else is fair game!)
Which was to say that here she was, in the middle of the woods in the middle of the night, skyclad and very glad that she had familiarized herself with the area now enough that she at least knew where most of the plants she needed were. The keyword there being 'most.' This was taking rather longer than she would have liked.
At least she knew enough now to take certain precautions regarding the squirrels.
(Open preserve is open to anyone else who might be in the woods in the middle of the night of the harvest moon! Lydia's state of dress is NFB, but everything else is fair game!)