silkysalspam1-50037545 @silkysalspam1-50037545
I was born and raised in a small town surrounded by dense woods. Growing up, I felt an otherworldly connection to the earth around me. As I got older, my fascination with magic only deepened. I spent countless hours reading books on witchcraft, experimenting with spells, and practicing my craft under the light of the full moon.
My obsession with magic led me down a dark path, one that I didn't fully realize at first. The power I craved was intoxicating, but it came with a price. As I delved deeper into the mysteries of the occult, I found myself becoming increasingly reckless and impulsive. My relationships suffered as a result.
One fateful night, I stumbled upon an ancient tome hidden deep in the woods near my home. The words within its pages spoke directly to me, revealing secrets that had been locked away for centuries. From that moment on, I was hooked. The power of the dark arts coursed through my veins like adrenaline, fueling my every move. And yet... something within me began to stir. A sense of unease grew with each passing day.
Now I'm a twenty-year-old woman, living in this dingy little lair surrounded by the trappings of my craft. My hair is dark and wild, my body is lithe and perky beneath my skin-tight black leather dress. Straps crisscross my arms, shoulders, and back, holding together the many pieces of armor I've fashioned for myself
