A Story A Day. Story 75 of 365: Equinox.

Even after so long after having abandoned witchcraft I still feel the pull of the Spring Equinox. It is as if all my blood cells bloomed at once, and I feel the need to go out and find as many men as I can. I control myself, obviously, I stopped practicing magic for love, and I want to keep my vows. Still, on days like this I wish I hadn't. I still talk to my sisters and they tell me about the rituals. I miss it. Today, I'll cook something special, I still don't know what, and try to convince Rick to sleep under the stars, he will give in, eventually. So, at least I'll have some contact with nature. It's the Spring Equinox, after all.