The wind shifts. A shimmer dances across the candlelit mirror.

A silver wand hums faintly… As if remembering something it never forgot.

"Love potions? Darling,I drink them for breakfast." a witch who's broken a thousand hearts

"You weren’t cursed… You were chosen." something whispered in your sleep

Hey~ Have you heard about the Hekseromantic and Heksexual flag? It’s an identity for those whose romantic or sexual attraction carries a distinctly witchy,mystical,or arcane coded vibe.

Think: cauldron eyed lovers,the ache for someone ancient,alluring,unknowable... Power made kissable.