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Witch and fantasy AU! Tyler is a witch who lives in the heart of Asylum Woods. He’s the last of his kind. When he born, he had a birthmark of the symbol “Protection from evil”. Only four other witch’s had been born with symbols, earth, water, air and fire. His birth was the sign of the end of witch’s, but the beginning of his eternal life. Evan is his companion, he’s a Owl-shifter, a human who can only shape-shift into an owl. There are many types of Owl-shifters, Evan is Brown Owl. He met Tyler after the end of Witch’s, they were both only kids and didn’t really understand what had happened. But Tyler was adopted by them and Evan is more of a brother than a companion.

wont you go sleep, wont you rest tonight my sheep, trade sunlight for stars, as vision gets sparse

with torches aflame, our movements go tame, as i blow out a candle, let the dark show its angle, the shadows rays grow deeper, a case of stairs gets steeper

wish youd smile again my love, laced with glimmers far above, still now with puffy saddened eyes, and a glee so full of lies, all i ought is, hug you, hold you, not let go, instead i let this silence grow

with the light once golden now silver, outside, people asleep sound like chilver, i bide, the night feels awake, as your hand i take, the flame set anew, the stars fill my view

can this moment last forever my dear, can you be the one whose sorrows i shear, once all i knew is what i saw, your deligent ways always left me in awe

now, as others see, i see youre wise, but now i can see them, your tire ridden eyes

wont you sleep now my love, and let these tides of unease rest, wont need to weep my dear, thy eyes have already won my heart over

…im so tired, guess this post really was for me

glad i got inspired and write a poem

wanted to express how these two find comfort in one another on nights they put their kingdoms to rest and set their dutys aside

with daisy longing for peach and urging her to not spend all night worrying and working herself into the ground

gonna count sheep, look sleepily at todays ‚waning moon‘ and dream of sapphic princesses and such 🌸🌗🌼

Labyrinth (1986)