Current mood:

amused

I'm the neighborhood witch
Whispers of my pagan-ness have gotten out to the neighbor kids. Sometimes they ask me to do spells... sometimes I'll make them good-luck charms, charms to help them study, little and benign stuff.

It's a really, really weird feeling, telling a kid who asks for a good luck/help finding a job charm to find a white stone. I feel like Granny Weatherwax. (Note: I put a drop of BPAL Horn of Plenty on it.)