She woke up and placed her hand on her head. Clearly still not awake yet she just sat on the end of her bed. She lived alone what else was there to do, no one was waiting for her, no one even knew she was alive... this is the life. She just sat on the end of her bed pondering life.
Why do I exist. Why was a witch. Is the anything I can do to be better. Is my book collection big enough, no it isn't, I need more books. If I died in bed would anyone fond me or would I just decompose until anyone found me. cows have best friends and get stressed without them and here I am alone and friendless for over 500 years. Do I have a purpose. What is my purpose. I need more books. Should I get another cat. I want a pet ravenger. I should get Chara to steel more books for me.
BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOKS.
She looked to her sun dial and realised she had been there for half an hour.
Theres one twenty forth of my day I'll never get back.
She got up and saw Chara pouting on the bench waiting for her. When Chara saw her, she made a happy noise and sat on her shoulder. "You want some food buddy?" her voice rang out like pearls. Simple yet rare, valuable, and beautiful. But if you herd her sneeze, you will know that it put an A-bomb to shame.
Chara's answering meow was clear and with anticipation. This cat had been with you since you were seven and had made a soul connection with you as your familiar. It cannot die until you die. It had also taken well to you not wanting to live with humans anymore. It goes out every day and bring you something, weather its crystals or books it stole. Always something. You got out Chara's food and heated it up with her staff. (Picture provided in last banner.) you then placed her food in her bowl and then Chara hooped off your shoulder and begun to eat.
"Me or the food?" she asked.
Chara: *sceptical look*
"Ok I respect that, always for the food."
You laughed and walked to the kitchen. You got out the best breakfast you could think of, Plain toast. And begun to make then eat it. You would have named Chara toast, but she didn't look like toast, and it would have been hard to explain to others why you named her toast and why your favorit food was toast. It just be like that sometimes.
After breakfast you went outside to your livestock. You fed the pigs their scraps, the cows their hay bales, the sheep their hale bales, the rabbits their carrots, the chicken their seeds, your skeleton horse its own Appels (your horse was special), you gave the bees new flowers and feed fish to your axolotls. (You spent years finding a collection of twenty only blue axolotls and you were proud of it.
You were petting your cat when you heard a noise followed by a shrill scream and yelp. You went outside with your staff to find the source of the noise. It was in left quadrant 5c.... DAMM IT, that's where your horse was. You ran over to the pen and saw a young blond with a sword sloppily hell against your horse.
"HAND OFF MY LIVESTOCK YOU, umm.... YOU CHILD?"
"IM NOT A CHILD, WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU WOMMAN?"
"you're not a child?"
"no."
"You look, sound and act like one. All statistics point to you being a child. Are you sure you're not a child?'
"Uh..., YES" he said taken aback.
"You really Shure?"
"YES."
"You really, really, surely, sure-
"YES, yes woman."
"that's not my name."
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my witch (Technoblade x reader)
Fanfictionyou are a witch living alone for 500 years. you are happy in your life until one annoying young blonde comes along and makes a ruckus. you don't know that him and his family are the royals of the Antarctic land and he Turnes your life around when yo...
