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The Witch Patch Ch 32
Heading to Salem Massachusetts
“WOW!” what a game I managed to say without sounding insensitive; my poor brothers were looking a bit beat up. They all agreed but with a half cocked smile full of derision.
Velvet was looking kinda greenish and a bit battered herself, but at least she’s full of cheer.
Honoria and me looked pretty busted up too!
“Congratulations on the win cousin!” said Velvet, you deserve it! While hugging Kujo tight ending with a peck on his cheek.
After everyone congratulated Kujo on the win we all headed for some dinner, but first MeMe performed a quick spell to make us all feel better. After that we all used a little magic to retrieve and put on our flight gear, water & wind proof cloaks & chaps.
“Wicked Wanda made em extra soft this year!” “Volunteered Rocky, with a serious look of relief.
“Last year my chaps felt like I had a baseball crammed ( ( you know ) ) down there!” 😮💨
“I heard that!” said Fabian, everyone busted out laughing. It felt really really good.
Meanwhile the kiddie race and face painting was over so Chastity and uncle Zane went to play some games and enjoy a few rides and eat some fried dough with powdah shugah on top, yum! We all love that stuff.
After about an hour an a half Zane & Chastity caught up with everyone. Uncle Zane’s arms were full of prizes.“Chasity is a good shot for a young girl.”said Zane, look, she went an won herself a beautiful wand crafted with a pinch Kammererite stone. “Wow now that’s some kind of pretty,” young lady I said proudly to Cat.
Chastity went on to tell me that Kammererite is a stone for kindness and generosity. Its energy helps us to cultivate abundance and prosperity, without cultivating greed. It encourages us to have a strong moral compass, but to be flexible, realistic and open-minded.
Where’d you learn that Cat? I ask nonchalantly. astrology class, Sis, she said like it’s no big deal. “Could you be anymore adorable!” I ask her all goofy and loud— like big sisters sometimes do. I now look at my baby sister with a new found respect. She really is a smaht little witch. “Hey Blake,” yeah Cat? I’m hungry, “yeah me too little one.” —Lets go eat.
Now 2 hours to midnight the festival committee removed everything festival. But not before everyone had a few good hefty rounds of brandy and spirits.
Once everyone was good n ripe we all mounted our brooms an flew to Salem like a horde of black crows to Massachusetts most sacred and spirited graveyard. The Old Burying Point Cemetery In Salem Massachusetts. It is there where we host our annual séance crawl.
To be continued…
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