Dancing with the Witch

Every night at midnight, the purple clouds come out to dance with the blushing sky. As I’m laying on the roof outside my bedroom window smoking a joint. I just realized the sky is different. I wonder how long this has been happening for? 5 or 6 nights now,I think. This is kind of weird because I don’t recall people talking about the dancing purple clouds. Am I the only one who sees this? Am I that high- As I take another hit of the joint.

Maybe if I walk around and see if there’s anyone out at this hour to see this crap. I can’t be the only one who sees this but something doesn’t seem right. There’s a purple hue over the world and feels like something is controlling the dancing purple clouds.

I get to the corner of First and Hamilton, and there’s a creepy bunny walking on the other side of the street. The body of the bunny is human with the head of a bunny. Reminds me of the Easter bunny custom you see in malls around Easter.

What the fuck is going on?

I’m not even sure if this is real or if I’m stoned but I stupidly decided to follow the creepy bunny to see where they are going. Maybe I’ll find out why there’s purple dancing clouds or maybe I wont find out since this seems like a suicide mission.

About six blocks later the bunny went into this building and looks like they have a lot of security. So, it may be hard to get in. But next thing you know I’m knocking on the door to see if they know anything of what’s happening and why there’s a bunny with a human’s body.

A big intimating security guard opens the door, getting straight to the point, “Can I help you?”

I hesitate for a minute before I could find the words; “I’m not sure. I was out for a walk to see if anyone else was outside to see the dancing purple clouds in the sky. The world feels odd- off after midnight for a little bit. I’m not even sure how long or when this has started or if anyone else can see or feel what’s going out here. On my adventure of finding someone I saw a human? Bunny? And followed them here.”

The security guard just stood there at first. I’m not even sure if he heard me or even cared. But then he spoke and it startled me.

“It’s the summer solstice. It’s not usually this vibrant and noticeable to the average person unless you are looking for it. Usually Wiccan’s and witches are able to see it and feel the shift in the atmosphere. There’s something different about this year’s solstice.”

He started explaining about the human bunny before I could bring it up again, “As for the creepy bunny, it’s a preference to the Wiccan or Witch. Some Wiccan’s or witch studies in animals or wildlife. Hence the bunny. Some take it a little far, if you haven’t noticed.”

“Oh, interesting,” I try to look past the guard to see if I could sneak a peek inside.

The guard noticed and shifted his weight blocking my view, “If you are able to see the full effects of the solstice you must be some sort Wiccan?”

“A Wiccan?”

“Yes, a Wiccan. They have similar traits to Witches and Wizards but their practices and beliefs are slightly different.”

Intrigued I asked pointing behind him; “What’s this about? Why did the strange bunny person come in here?”

Before the guard could answer the door swung open wide and a lady with strawberry red hair and tattoos covering most of her visible body and dressed like one of those Pinterest hippies, flowy pants, combat boots, skin tight tank top and leather jacket and scarf.

“What’s going on out here?”

“This lady followed your bunny friend here while wondering around to figure out why the purple clouds are dancing in the sky”

Awkwardly I ask, “So, can I know what this is about and what’s up with the bunny?”

Both the lady and guard look over at me and the lady answers, “Right, well come on in and I’ll show you around.”

The guard didn’t seem to pleased about the lady inviting me in but he stepped aside so I’m able to walk through the door. Walking throw the door was like walking into a wall of incense and essential oils. In the background there was meditation music playing. This place is very calming and welcoming. It’s cozy and warm but not overly warm. Looking around and seeing there’s a few comfy areas to sit. Lack of couches made up with comfy large pillows and beanbags chairs, blankets and rugs. This place makes you feel like you never want to leave.

“Lilly.”

It caught me off guard; “I’m sorry, what?”

“My name. My name is Lily.”

“Oh, I’m sorry,” I laughed awkwardly and ran my hand through my hair. “Frances is my name.”

“Well, nice to meet you Frances. Have a seat.”

I sat in the chair next to Lily; “What is this place?”

“This is a Wiccan sanctuary. A safe place for people to practice Wiccan and witchcraft without judgement. We have classes on herbs and spices and learn to garden. Also, learn to cook for spells and recipes.”

End of chapter one.