#{(let me know if you'd like anything adjusted tho x3)}

[pureiimagination]

“How was I suppose to know a single donkey could break down an entire gate,” Luz huffed, features pinched into a small pout as they sat on the courtyard stairs. After failing (again) to help with the donkeys and releasing the ones that had already been caught, Luisa had asked them to simply stop ‘helping’ and let her do the work.

“I’ve never seen a burro kick that high, though. It was crazy, Vale!”

@kissbcng​

[witchesdual]

It had simply been the routine she had grown to accept. A task that was required to be done under the ‘request’ made by her mother, and one Amity had stuck to for so long. It was one of the many things that made her a proper Blight. At least, that had been what Amity had believed in for so long. That her appearance made her who she was just as much as her status did.

Fingers fiddled with the green strands of hair that she had kept hold of, her silence to Emira’s question all but preparing them to the conclusion the girl finally reached. She didn’t want to remain afraid of her mother...

“No,” the youngest Blight finally answered. “I... I want to do something different this time. Something that I--” It felt almost foreign to say something like this now. “That I want to do.”

She didn’t want to remain afraid to be h e r s e l f.

@spellsealed​ for Emira