For the witch of winter, the one who feel the patterns of frost upon her skin as secret language, the one whose blood-red bag is like robin breast in the forest, she is a dealer in wonders. – John Arthur Haverbrook, 1827 #WitchWednesday https://t.co/NmhcpYDGvO
For the witch of winter, the one who feel the patterns of frost upon her skin as secret language, the one whose blood-red bag is like robin breast in the forest, she is a dealer in wonders. – John Arthur Haverbrook, 1827 #WitchWednesday pic.twitter.com/NmhcpYDGvO
— Hookland (@HooklandGuide) January 1, 2020