the dream: you’re living in the woods with the person you love. it’s fall, you’re knitting and drinking cider with cinnamon, black metal is playing. you’ve built a fire from the driftwood you found on the beach. your partner is making dinner from the food you’ve been growing in your garden. an effigy of bones and sticks has been woven and hung above the door to protect the property and the crops. you’re going to make a pie later. the locals are afraid of you.
I agree with 100% of this, but may I add: you and your partner both pull tricks, pranks, and illusions (albeit small ones) that fool local children into thinking you can do magic, so that when you and your partner have grown old, the now-grown children will immortalize you and your partner as literal witches/wizards and an entire population will debate whether or not you could do actual magic for generations to come, and long after you’ve gone, your house will be That House.
Now I’m trying to imagine an episode of a real estate show where the couple in question searches for this house.
“We need a three bedroom, two bathroom home with a huge kitchen for making potions and practicing herb witchery. We also need a large yard for growing our own vegetables and medicinal herbs, and for burying things. We keep chickens, sheep and pigs, and these are all free range, so they need plenty of space to roam. My magic is linked to the woods, so any green space with old trees is fine, but hers is anchored to running water, so a permanent stream or ocean nearby is a must. Our budget is $500,000, but we’re not afraid of hexing the property we want to drive down the price.”
knitting in the dark 