we've been witching away in our little kitchen, the witch-in-training and i. we have great plans. so far, we've made this. and this.
but soon, there will also be this. and this. and this. not to mention a lot of bread...
and in search of inspiration, we found ourselves freezing our ass off at the mid-winter fair of the archeon, between the goths, the punks and the story-tellers. it did smell good. of wood fire, and animal hides, and herbs and cold sharp winter air. you can still smell it in our hair.
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