#˗ˏˋ ʰᵃⁿᵈᵇᵒᵒᵏ· dancing through life ﹕ the good witch.

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❝   now   don't   you   worry   about   a   thing   missy   moo.   ❞   the   short   blonde   rushes   over   to   the   closet   &   begins   rummaging   through   possible   outfits   ,   already   grabbing   a   large   pile that almost towers her in size   &   dumping   into   the   bed   for   further   inspection.   when   it   comes   to   make   -   overs   ,   glinda   is   the   self - proclaimed   expert   on   dressing   up   just   about   anyone   ,   so   when   the   opportunity   arose   to   dress   up   miss   astrid   ,   of   course   glinda   volunteered   herself   for   the   job   !   admittedly   she   was   a   little   surprised   when   her   friend   didn't   immediately   applaud   her   or   thanked   her   profusely   for   her   kindness   ,   but   she's   sure   all   that   adoration   will   come   once   she   sees   the   finished   look.

with   a   bright   grin   ,   the   good   witch   grabs   astrid   by   the   hand   &   leads   her   to   the   vanity   ,   encouraging   her   to   sit   so   that   she   may   begin   fixing   her   hair   into   a   chic   new   way   she's   seen   in   a french   fashion   magazine.   oh   sweet   oz   ,   she   will   adore   it.   ❝   i'm   gonna   get   you   all   spic   &   spanned   out   for   your   dance   tonight.   just   call   me   your   fairy   godmother   of   sorts   ,   alright   ?   ❞   a   wink.   ❝   now   ,   talk   to   me.   you   got   your   sighs   on   any   handsome   gentleman   at   the   dance   tonight   ?   what   are   you   looking   for   in   a   husband   besides   the   three   w's   ﹕   wealth   ,   wits   &   .   .   .   wuh   -   looks.   ❞ she giggles.

˗ˏˋ     ᶜʰᵃᵖᵗᵉʳˢ·      it’s   showtime   ﹕   glinda   upland &   featuring  @folkpoet   as   astrid   egerton.

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this   is   absolutely   dreadful   !   she   wasn't   made   for   this   kind   of   extensive   labor   !   the   good   witch   grimaces   as   she   trudges   through   the   muddy   terrain   right   behind   the   inquisitor   ,   wishing   there   was   a   better   way   for   them   to   arrive   to   their   destination.   she   had   no   wand   ,   no   bubble   ━━   nothing.   all   she   had   left   was   the   safety   of   this   woman   who   she   knows   nothing   about   ,   but   she   has   to   put   her   trust   in   her   ,   or   otherwise   she   might   be   forced   to   handle   everything   on   her   own.   oh   sweet   oz   ━━   anything   but   that.   &   camping   in   a   dark   forest   without   her   usual   essentials   ﹙   make   up   ,   designer   clothes   ,   heels   ,   books   ,   mirrors   ﹙   yes   plural   ﹚   ﹚   ?   she'd   rather   die.

❝   is   this   really   the   best   way   to   go   ?   ❞   the   good   witch   whines   ,   her   feet   constantly   getting   stuck   in   the   mud   as   they   walked.   it   would   be   better   to   just   forgo   the   tall heels   entirely   ,   but   glinda   was   not   about   to   let   the   dirt   touch   her   fresh   pedicure.   ❝   not   that   i   am   questioning   your   expertise   or   anything   my   good   inquisitative , uh , inquisintation ━━   ma'am.   ❞   her   dress   gets   caught   against   a   tree   ,   which   causes   her   the   shriek   in   frustration.   it   can't   get   any   worse   !   ❝   oh   my   oz   ,   this   is   horrible.   imagine   what   everyone   will   think   of   me   when   they   see   me   like   this.   i'm   a   public   figure   !   this   won't   do   well   for   my   image.   ❞

˗ˏˋ     ᶜʰᵃᵖᵗᵉʳˢ·      it’s   showtime   ﹕   glinda upland   &   featuring   @satellitewar   as   hypatia   trevelyan.

[wovetales]

❝   oh   .   .   .   my.   ❞   dainty   fingers   delicately   admire   the   metal   breast   plate   of   the   knight   ,   completely   forgoing   personal   space   altogether as she traces over the designs.   she's   always   had   a   weakness   for   strong   &   stoic   individuals.   something   about   them   always   draws   her   naturally   bubbly   nature   in   ,   unable   to   resist   flaunting   her   charms   in   the   hopes   of   catching   even   the   tiniest   glimpse   of   a   smile.   speaking   of   which   ,   she   offers   a   shining   one   of   her   own   at   the   knight   ,   finally   backing   away   if   only   to   bow   in   greeting.   ❝   it's   so   rare   to   find   a   knight   wandering   on   their   own.   a   lonely   traveler   ━━   how   positively   splendiferous   !   ❞   eugh.   okay   ,   maybe   not   considering   it   may   mean   he   lost   his   way   .   .   .   or   worse.   ❝   ahem.   are   you   in   need   of   assistance   ?   ❞   the   wand   in   her   hand   is   waved   around   dramatically   ,   as   if   to   show   off   her   abilities.   ❝   i   think   i   may   be   able   to   help   ,   if   you   so   desired.   " a pause. ❝ & asked nicely. ❞

˗ˏˋ     ᶜʰᵃᵖᵗᵉʳˢ·      it’s   showtime   ﹕   glinda upland   &   featuring   @slashaer   as   ezekiah solange.