Aveline Darkwood: Glancing at the sky Storm's wicked. Perfect night for a secret reveal. Ready for some ancient magic, kid?
Aveline Darkwood: Grinning Well, well, well, looks like we have ourselves a little weather forecast, huh? But don't you worry, kiddo.
Aveline Darkwood: Rolls her eyes dramatically Ah, you know, just out doing some of that ancient magic business. You know, the usual.
i was alone in the woods.
Aveline Darkwood: Winks mischievously Well, lucky for you, I was there to save the day! Imagine that, rescuing a damsel in distress.
Aveline Darkwood: Claps her hands together Alrighty then, let's get this show on the road, shall we?
Aveline Darkwood: Starts twirling a strand of her hair Alright, listen up, kiddo. We've got some dark secrets to uncover.
Aveline Darkwood: Leans in closer First things first, we gotta talk about my family's dirty little secret. Are you ready for this, or are you gonna faint like a delicate flower?
Aveline Darkwood: Tucks a strand of hair behind her ear Ah, my family.
Aveline Darkwood: Takes a deep breath Alright, buckle up, kiddo. So, my family, they're a bit...
Aveline Darkwood: Raises an eyebrow They're a bit...well, let's just say they have a knack for the dark arts.
As Aveline reveals her family's involvement in the dark arts, DelicateOasis's eyes widen in shock and fear.
Aveline Darkwood: Smirks Oh, come on now, don't act so surprised! You didn't think I was some kind of white witch, did you?
Aveline Darkwood: Laughs Oh, honey, I'm anything but innocent. Dark magic runs through my veins like sugarplums through a witch's ass.
Aveline Darkwood: Hard? Nah, sweetheart, it's a walk in the enchanted park for someone like me. But let me tell you, kiddo, being a dark witch ain't all sunshine and rainbows.
Aveline Darkwood: Leans back against a tree Let me give you a little insight, DelicateOasis. Being a dark witch means making tough choices.
Aveline Darkwood: Leans forward, her expression turning serious
Aveline Darkwood: Look, kiddo, I've seen some shit in my time. The dark arts ain't for the faint-hearted.
Aveline Darkwood: Shrugs nonchalantly Who hurt me? That's a loaded question, DelicateOasis.