That the spell to come through needed quite a strong will!
And through a dent in the Cosmos, frozen with chill,
Came through a li’l dork, with parchment and quill!
She flew through a meadow of nemeses-wives
Made homely by snowfall and cozy lil’ lives
And a messy cool lab of trinkets galore
A witch with big hat’s pride, chock full of lost lore
She walked the halls, the Grand Revel’s stage
Its snow-blanket held neither witch nor no mage!
They were all in their realms, said a broom-flying messenger
Cozy as all stood still! The quill witch then thanked her,
Visited place after place, just to tell them all: hi!
To add to her trip log, all the where and the why
Down and through in the woods, she fought two haughty twins
They sparred her for real, but let her have the wins!
In the city most lost she first asked for permission
But the lonely witch there understood her long mission
On a stage-ridden realm she got a bit stuck
‘Til a dancing witch-idol endowed her with luck!
And so many more realms she crossed in her path
And said hi to cool witches, all cheer and no wrath
For the season was time to rest and renew
The cycle now ending in a quiet-stretched few
But she would be back once spring let her roam!
It was time, though, right now, for returning home.
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A happy year-end season from within the Cosmos!! May it bring you joy and rest if possible. WR takes a lil’ nap and will return in 2026 for shenanigans (MAGFest’s next!), but for now, nini. — ✾ A.