Dorothy, the Curse-Chanting Witch
@cursechantingwitch.bsky.social
Spiritual combatant in the war against the fascist U.S. government. Chaos magician, Screaming Rainbow, denouncer of the Curse of Orqwith. Prolonged viewing of this account by the un-initiated may cause feedback, read with caution.
When they are hungry, may they be offered only leather to eat. When they are thirsty, may they be offered only blood and bile to drink. When they are in want of rest, may they find no place to lay but a bed of needles built with their own hands. When they pray, may no god of theirs hear them.
January 13, 2026 at 10:50 AM
When they are hungry, may they be offered only leather to eat. When they are thirsty, may they be offered only blood and bile to drink. When they are in want of rest, may they find no place to lay but a bed of needles built with their own hands. When they pray, may no god of theirs hear them.
May the coins in their pockets tear a hole and spill out, may they find no comforting face among their neighbors, for now they have none, may their nightmares be wracked by the visages of their victims. May they look upon their hands and scream at the sight of the blood!
January 13, 2026 at 10:48 AM
May the coins in their pockets tear a hole and spill out, may they find no comforting face among their neighbors, for now they have none, may their nightmares be wracked by the visages of their victims. May they look upon their hands and scream at the sight of the blood!
This land is no land of theirs, the encroaching glaciers intend to freeze your soil into a new and terrible age of frost, but they will find no purchase on the burning ground. May their morale wither, their weapons burn their hands, and their bodies be repelled by the blazing tide!
January 13, 2026 at 10:44 AM
This land is no land of theirs, the encroaching glaciers intend to freeze your soil into a new and terrible age of frost, but they will find no purchase on the burning ground. May their morale wither, their weapons burn their hands, and their bodies be repelled by the blazing tide!
Children of Columbia, the time has come to sharpen your words and your swords alike. The choking coils of the Citrine Snake have wound their way around your body. Will you allow them to further wound your body? Aim for the Troglodyte, with swords, with wands, with sticks, with stones!
January 13, 2026 at 10:38 AM
Children of Columbia, the time has come to sharpen your words and your swords alike. The choking coils of the Citrine Snake have wound their way around your body. Will you allow them to further wound your body? Aim for the Troglodyte, with swords, with wands, with sticks, with stones!