Ether

spurr, the rain-slicked apocalypse

Crypto Coven

Blur ETH

OpenSea

You are a WITCH made of fresh-cut grass. You compose music with the starlings. Your magic spawns from tornados and toad venom. You know what it means to be stung, scabbed, or swatted, to rise from the throes of death to dance. MAKE LIGHT WHERE THERE'S NONE!

Blur

You are a WITCH without borders or bindings. You sew wings to your back when you walk through the wood. Your magic falls from the sky in comets.  Your skin is littered with the scars of magic done. DAZZLE!

hood the sodden

You are a WITCH come to life from a doodle. You compose music with the swans. Your magic spawns from dragon scales. Your power lies in your gift for illusion — reality is as beautiful as you allow. MAKE YOURSELF BE SEEN!

tulle, the beautiful cello

You are a WITCH who bathes in moonlight. Your consciousness is heavy and vast. Your magic spawns from mop water and muffin tops. Your chaos is the envy of demons. RUN TO THE END OF THINGS!

opala glow

You are a WITCH made of laughter. You tattoo your own skin with wasps dipped in squid ink. Your magic spawns from vast pop culture knowledge. You are a visitor to the dark realms of the dead. MAKE YOUR MARKS, SCRATCHES, LINES, RITUALS, IN ALL PLACES!

bohrium, the impassible glaive

You are a WITCH made of laughter. You make your own jewelry from stones and dreams. Your magic spawns from lizard scales. You are the leading expert on crossbred hybrid creatures. THE UNIVERSE IS ASKING YOU TO AWAKEN!

lyra, the plausible octagon

You are a WITCH sculpted from the clay of the Oracle's pool. You light your scrapbooking table with fireflies in jars. Your magic spawns from vast pop culture knowledge. Your friends count among the roaming, restless dead.  SPIN YOUR WEB!

hydrogen the unsightly

You are a WITCH delicious beyond reckoning. You dance on the ocean, tap and jig on the waves. Your magic spawns from the flip of a coin. You count your age in the rings of tree trunks. CRAFT MAKEUP FROM THE EARTH!

cauliflower of the wilds

You are a WITCH delicate and unbreakable. You are a guardian of all that is good. Your magic spawns from the flip of a coin. You have written dissertations on the medicinal properties of magical flora. FILL YOUR MIND WITH INCANTATIONS!

pyxis the bright

You are a WITCH made of greening copper. You are a warrior against all that is wicked. Your magic spawns from the sweat on your back. You carry the soul of your sister in a ring upon your finger. IF YOU TALK WELL, TALK!

imperatrix magnesium

You are a WITCH without borders or bindings. You whisper your secrets to mummified heads. Your magic spawns from vast pop culture knowledge. You live in a cottage made of pink salt bricks. MAKE YOURSELF BE SEEN!

truffle the resilient

You are a WITCH with eyes that hold galaxies. You dance on ice, pirouette and pas de chat in the snow. Your magic spawns from beeswax and bottled screams. You sing to creatures as they die, worship the power of their fleeting hearts. DANCE, DANCE, DANCE!

mojanda the red-hot

You are a WITCH made of honeycomb. You carve gemstones with sigils and figures. Your magic spawns from vast pop culture knowledge. You lay your hands on the universe looking for dropped stitches. GET GEMSTONES IN YOUR HAIR!

vulpecula the linear

You are a WITCH with unspeakable talent. You carve wood with sigils and figures. Your magic spawns from mop water and muffin tops. Your home is an orchestra of undead song. SPIN YOUR WEB!

imperatrix bohrium

You are a WITCH made of earth. Your baked goods are conniving concoctions known the land over. Your magic spawns from mop water and muffin tops. Your power lies in your freedoms — freedom from the laws of man, from hunger, from fear.  WALK BACKWARDS INTO THE SUN!

carrizozo rocket

You are a WITCH made of sunshine. You whisper your secrets to your juice in the morning. Your magic spawns from mop water and muffin tops. The waves speak to you in tales of the future. DANCE, DANCE, DANCE!

darling tide pool

You are a WITCH who sleeps on ice.  You are a solemn sentinel standing guard over the graves of ideas. Your magic spawns from a calf’s first steps. You light the forest with lanterns and stars.  FILL YOUR MIND WITH PETTY INSULTS!

butternut plow

You are a WITCH woven from the strings of a windchime. You collect the medallions of the slain. Your magic spawns from a crack in the sidewalk. You mutter curses as you suck the marrow from bones. GET DIRT UNDER YOUR FINGERNAILS!

landslide of the woods

You are a WITCH who lives in the shadows. You write poems filled with hexes. Your magic spawns from bits and bytes; flesh and blood.  You have a keen nose for the beginnings of death. WALK BACKWARDS INTO PURGATORY!

dubnium the immemorial

You are a WITCH made of recycled paper. You collect the medallions of the slain. Your magic spawns from mop water and muffin tops. You make your home in a burrow lined with petals. IT’S TIME TO FLY!