Mistress Beldam

Cards (21)

pond ducked...
witch
she's little more than...
dark on dark, a body shape
there's the tufted...
rudely shaven head
the...
sorceress
let her be, ...
let her peck around the forest like a goose
her native...
insolence and vulnerability. she's too inviting to the eye
she's brought a...
curse onto our land
fierce, ...
alluring woman
she's even more...
birdlike
if she's a twig then...
she'll burn very nicely with those other sorcerers
like a...
living ghost
she's _ us
she's haunting us
her smoky trail is like...
a moth's, erratic, wilful, spirited
her keenness to...
punish everyone and everything for calamities
her skirts pulled up...
to her thighs, the short sword is resting on her knees
not content to have spent her venom...
on the doves and the willowjack
She frightens me. She only frightens me. ...
that woman carries blade and fire
she couldn't let her father rest...
without a stone memorial
She's haunting us. ...
She is patrolling every part of us.
my memory has _ her and _ her.
my memory has plumpened her and toughened her.
her grief and anger...
have been spent