misty day


Imagine #25: Misty helping you through a panic attack

Your breathing was only becoming more rapid as the seconds passed. 

“Doll it’s okay, I’ve got you” her calming voice lulled through your red ears. 

Misty’s arms were wrapped tightly around your body and she held you close to her own. 

“I’m right here angel.” Misty started rubbing your back as she shushed quietly. “Deep breathes.” She whispered. 

As she continued to hold you, your breathing steadily started getting slower. Smiling as she heard you claiming down, misty whispered softly into your ear, “I’m right here beautiful, I’m not going anywhere.”


The Swamp Mud is a metaphor, her metaphor. She’s a sophisticated witch with extraordinary gifts. Hiding out as a hippie swamp rat. From humble hillbilly stocks, she’s been a witch since birth. Her power and humanity separating her from everyone around her. In fact, those around her tried endlessly to destroy her in order to mask their own evil purposes. Yet she rose from the ashes stronger than ever, more fully realized. A living testament to the greater ideals of our coven. Power, compassion, and uniqueness. We are lucky to have found her and she us.