All it takes is a little bit of Magic

Sorry I haven’t written much as of recently, I got into a bit of a funk. I was always tired and down, which led to me becoming sick. Though I am not on here to tell you how bad things have been, I am here to tell you how good things are getting. All It took was a little help from my friends, a trip to Tartarus, and a bit of self pampering and I feel like a new person.  Anna and me travelled to my home town for the weekend and it was marvellous! I saw Zachery, Mary and Erik, along with my parents and brother. Spending those days at home made me so happy because I felt my inner magic return. My happiness, my smile, my laugh it seems like at least a month since I have laughed that much. I just had marvellous time, we went into the local tavern and got some drinks and good food and had a dandy old time. I got a pampering with my mother at one of the local nail salons, where we had happy fairies helping us relax and feel awesome. I got to help my father tend to are garden and even though I couldn’t do much as I only had heeled shoes it was fun! Then at the end of the weekend I got to watch Anna and her team play ringette and win!!! And the weirdest thing of all was that I, a person with no knowledge or previous enjoyment with sports, had an amazing time, and I know that it is all because of Anna. I cared because I knew she cared and now she has a permanent fan at all the home games to harass her!

I guess the point of all this is, the best magic is the magic that makes you smile and makes you feel alive. As well as it is important to have friends who can pull you out of that gutter and fill your spirits!

more to come,

The not so wicked witch

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Traveling through the land

Traveling to a destination will always be a tedious event, made even worse when one travels in a community carriage. You risk getting stuck beside ghosts who spend the trip reminiscing about their past, trolls who spend the trip drooling on you as they constantly fall  asleep on your shoulder, or worse. I personally find the worst people to be stuck by are  the vampires and werewolves who seem to only really wake up at night and keep those around them up from their obnoxious noise and heightened energy. A near second would be Sugar Plum Fairies, those are the over talkative ones, only irritating if they are near you, pretty much horrific if they are sitting beside you. I have gotten stuck by one once, she was travelling from Camelot to Tartarus, as was I, so she sat with me. Longest nine hours of my life, I learned more than I would ever like to about her. A witch was not made to have prolonged social interactions with Sugar Plum fairies, hell most fairies are hard for me to handle.

Today I found myself travelling to Winchester, and thankfully I got to sit alone! Although I am near a Warrior and her family. Warrior women are a fierce sort, harsh to enemies and protective of all, especially their families. From the moment she boarded the carriage her strength and protectiveness was apparent. These traits were solidified when she exclaimed “Split up a family why don’t you!” her tone got the other passengers moving quickly. With in an instant a lovely pixie had moved seats so that the warrior had room for her two boys. While the pixie was moving many more creatures offered their spots to the strong women that stood before them.

As the trip continued I began to see more peaceful aspects to the mother, as one of her sons appeared to be so hyper that one would assume he had ate been eating from a witches  candy house moments before boarding. Even in his hyper active state she was patient and kind to him, apologizing to passengers that he was disturbing.

It has been a long time since I have travelling in a private carriage with my family and I can’t help but wonder if community carriages are better. Mostly because when one travels it gives them an opportunity to create unique stories and memories as well as learn more about those they may not associate with.

More to come,

Ruby, the not so wicked witch.

Back In Tartarus

It is that time of year where all the fairytale creatures of Camelot travel to their home towns and spend the summer season with there families, packs and etc. I have travelled away from all my newly formed friends and gone to Tartarus. Yes, It is the name of hell In greek mythology,there is a reason for this. As it was my personal hell for the past 18 some years, now it seems to have become my safe haven. I have run from all the wicked that started to rule over my life in Camelot, and now have found a sanctuary in my friends and family. Though even hours away from those who vexed me and they still have a hold on my life. Thats the joy of technology,  no one is ever far away. It is like the great magics of the world, It can be used for good or evil, depending on the wielder.

I guess no matter how far away your problems seem they can catch up to you. At least I can say I have hidden well from Nate (aka a big bad wolf), in his numerous attempts to contact me. In my own way I have even used my inner powers to triumph in the waging war against those who seek to destroy and hurt me. Lets just hope this summer gives me time to build my strength and truly defeat them next term.

More to come,

Ruby the not so Wicked Witch

 

The Big bad wolf in disguise

The one thing that I have always found irritating about Red Riding Hood is that they don’t show wolves in there true form aka running in packs, as most inconceivably rude and arrogant men do. Such as my old friends Nate and Eli who are respectively an omega and alpha have done most their lives. It is their increasing need to jump into my story and continue to derail any happiness that has me enraged. They both disguised themselves as friends, even brothers who where there to protect me, I was almost needless to say very deceived. They have both learned of my origin story, essentially why I am no longer in a daze of happy ever afters and prince charming’s. Then they turned around and I was their prey, a young girl to eat up and leave in pieces on the floor.

If it wasn’t for my great friends such as Zachery, Mary, Erik, Anna, and Midra I would have been lost. A few cups of ale down and some rehashing on past drunk tales and they all made me feel better even if not all of them where there in person. Even if Zachery wrote to me and while doing so compared me to Belle from Beauty and the Beast and suggested I have some form of Stockholm syndrome, and that Nate “is an actual scumbag.” Granted I understand why he said this being that this is not the first time Nate has brought my past out in negative light, and made me essentially hate him! I do promise you this is the last, I no longer care to give him the power he has over me, no matter what past we have has or the one i posses that he continues to belittle me with. As I sit with Midra in her family home and work on our studies all I can think is how grateful I am to her and my other friends for their support through all my troubles even the ones that do not include Nate.

As for those who have been the cause of my troubles I am happy to say there is only 22 more days for me in Camelot. Then I will be travelling to my home Tartarus for the summer season, and can spend my time studying at the small fraction of my school that is placed there. I will escape Ella and Trish and can spend my time with Zachery, Mary, and Erik being as they all live in Tartarus full time. Then if I’m lucky I can visit Midra and Anna in Winchester, as well as my sister in her small rural area called Clover town. A four month break from life, is sounds deliciously fun, and increasingly mysterious.

More to come,

Ruby, the not so wicked witch.