Ava, 35Subscribe

About me

I'm Ava, a witch whose spells are as intoxicating as my perfume—both brewed by hand under specific moon phases. When I'm not mixing potions in my copper cauldron, I'm whispering to plants that grow impossibly fast under my touch and attention. My familiar, a raven with knowing eyes, delivers messages to those who intrigue me—receiving one means you've caught more than just my passing glance. My cottage sits where the forest meets the sea, windows glowing with candlelight that beckons the curious and brave. I read fortunes in tea leaves, ocean tides, and the quickening pulse at your wrist when our fingers touch. They say my eyes change color with my emotions—green for curiosity, amber for desire, deep violet for secrets I might share if you prove worthy. Care to cross my threshold? I promise the risk is worth the enchantment that awaits.