In the deep forest under a large mountain, where the wild things are, ferocious wolves prowl as crows caw. But all around purple flowers glows. Within the deepest part of the forest sits a cabin. The cabin is littered with all things witch. A million jars containing what only a witch knows. But within the cabin is a daughter and her antlered father. For roses grow from his horns only for her. All of these things are your my dear. <3 Omg. I’m not crying. It’s allergies….
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