The Witching Hour Arrives
The witching hour draws near to the group as the spirits rise and then come alive, if only for a little while, join troupes that show them the ways of now, and their lives.
Witching hour
It was 3:00 A.M. when the lithe bunny woke up, aware of the burning sensation in her need for relief. She slumped up and out of bed as a wave of nausea swept over her, causing her to stumble over her own coffee table causing the china teacup to fall...
Spellbound by the Witching Hour
Beware of the witching hour, indeed. _author’s note: poor riven, afraid of the witching hour and then falling into the hands of an enchantress. what an amazing awful fate. had a bunch of fun with this little fantasy! happy hypnovember day 13.
The Witching Hour (By Jeeves)
The witching hour. by jeeves
Binding Spirits
"i know, but it's the witching hour. some of these are great toys." she rolled her eyes. "and some of the dildos we've got that i've seen people walk out of here do not fit inside of me."
Potion Cat: Witching Hour
Since the beginning of the conception of what a witch was and was not, there had been certain rituals and processes in order to introduce a new member into the fold. Largely, those rituals and processes were old and as useful as the pages they were...
Sugar- A Gray Muzzle story
It was the witching hour, nothing so crude as midnight of course. anyone can be a witch at midnight under a full moon. it was past 3am, when i felt a hand on my shoulder. shaking me urgently.
The Perils (Or Benefits) of Amateur Witchcraft
It was midnight, the book specified the witching hour for the ritual, the raccoon wasn't one hundred percent sure when that was, but midnight on all hallows eve seemed a safe enough bet.
First Date
.** **first date** by lykos bane it was the witching hour, nothing so crude as midnight of course. anyone can be a witch at midnight under a full moon.
MiSeContest
It was the witching hour, nothing so crude as midnight of course. anyone can be a witch at midnight under a full moon. it was past 3 am and he had been awoken by a hand on his shoulder, shaking him urgently.
Holding On Chapter 1: Becoming Wolfsbane
Through the smell of the sun, the time was no later than the 6th witching hour, and it was time for me to brandish my sword for combat while everyone coped to their dreams.
Predator: Prologue
It was getting into the colder months and had started to get darker much earlier, who knows what kind of people would be lurking about as we approached the witching hour. i had been invited to a party late that night by duce.