I wonder how many chefs accidentally summon demons, create pacts or bind creatures to their will on accident.

Chefs are just a divergent subspecies of Witches.

They both go to lengths to gather ingredient for their various brews and potions. Keep all their vast knowledge in a sacred tome (spell book and cook book)

Both cook in a large pot and most notably both wear large hats to signify who they are.

In March the earth remembers its own name. everywhere the plates of snow are cracking. The rivers begin to sing. In the sky the winters stars are sliding away; new stars appear as, later, small blades of grain will shine in the dark fields. And the name of every place is joyful.

Mary Oliver, Worm Moon

The light stays longer in the sky, but it’s a cold light,it brings no relief from winter.

My neighbor stares out the window,

talking to her dog. He’s sniffing the garden,

trying to reach a decision about the dead flowers.

It’s a little early for all this.

Everything’s still very bare—

nevertheless, something’s different today from yesterday.

May you heal from the things you don't talk about and may you start cherishing little things in life again.

"In March I'll be rested, caught up and human."

I love you hated female characters. I love you female characters who are flawed. I love you female characters who mess up and try to do the right thing after. I love you female characters who get the undeserved vitriol from fans. I love you female characters who fans completely condemn because of one mistake they made. I love you female characters who fans completely condemn because of one mistake they made as a child. I love you female characters who people blame for ripping apart their ships instead of the larger forces that be. I love you female characters who get all the hate as the male characters who do worse in canon get absolutely none. I love you female characters who get hated on because they told a man “no.”