Starting at the beginning sounds good. After all, this is supposed to be a diary. The diary of a modern witch. A writing witch. A uterus-carrying being trying to survive this world. But in Layla‘s case, it is difficult to find the beginning. It is difficult to say when she is there and when sheContinue reading “She only exists at 4 AM – How Layla came to be”
Note from the Mistress
During the global pandemic of 2020, Layla was a soul painfully yearning for company, resulting in infection, confrontation, and some time in jail.
She was weirdly wicked.
Or wickedly weird.
Or broken and bleeding.
Or bleeding out too much vanilla.
A little too Vanilla, when heartbroken.
She has some things to tell. Seriously, check her out.
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