𑣲 a bit about your web-saintess: she, they, zie. white, thirties, tme, bisexual, genderfluid but for brainweird reasons. toxic yuri warrior and general unlikable lunatic. aquarius who doesn't believe in astrology, scaredy-cat who doesn't believe in ghosts, loves some candles and rosemary magic despite being annoyingly atheist in real life. so-called "saintess" because i'm incapable of using the word "master" normally after decades in the doctor who mines, and i read a truly horrific amount of otome isekai and now think saintess is a normal word for an evil woman chosen by angels to fuck around and ruin everyone's day. this site dabbles heavily aesthetically with shades of rose pink, lindt teddy bears, strawberries and apples as a stand-in until they release the raspberry emoji, and the giant gaping hole that the owl service drilled in the side of my head when i read it as a precocious child. it is a work in progress, but i've decided that everyone talking about "living sites" was right and i'm tired of not publishing what i have done in case people expected more.
she wants to be flowers, but you make her owls. you must not complain, then, if she goes hunting. [ . . . ] i think she was longing for the time when she was flowers on the mountain, and it is making her cruel, as the rose is growing thorns.