Mae. 19.
Myths, narratives, the ties that bind. Witches who take their wine with human flesh. Underworld gods who languish with boredom. Goddesses who light themselves on fire but do not burn. Bodies caged and reaching for the stars.
Immortals. Liars. Storytellers.
All the variations in between.
Eternity through story, resurrection through destruction, the occasional ramble about college.

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• ‘cthonic nethers’ is how Hades wants Persephone to refer to his junk. -Sarah

Future frizzy-haired-catlady-witch-with-a-shotgun down the street who disappears for long periods of time, then shows up hauling foreign men and odd furniture. Known intermittently as Mae. Freshman at Washington University in St. Louis. Studying a self-concocted interdisciplinary major referred to as the Interdisciplinary Study of Magic [only half jokingly]. Also pre-med. Classicist, anthropologist, and dream-writer at heart. May or may not want to be a clinical-neuroscience-researcher-doctor-anthropologist-writer who buries herself in faraway places. 

Here you will find long tag-rambles about witches and power, mythological archetypes, sci-fi as modernity embodied, what I wish Doctor Who had been/will be/secretly is, pictures of books, and so on. I’m a fandom blog only in the sense that I consume and excrete narratives that happen to have fan cultures around them. (…That might be a lie.)

Also, message me anytime. I like people! (I’m just bad at them, so forgive me if blockhead.)