Bury Her Again 🪏

☣️ Warning! This is a XIX-nario… a XIX-ario… a XIX-cenari… Whatever. Spoilers in the everything. Yes. Yes. I know. I vanished for 2 months after promising that I would start publishing regularly. Why? Because I am a filthy liar who should never, ever be trusted. I have always been very honest and upfront about this. I tell you all constantly. Yet… here you all are. Still trusting me. Should I run for president?… No… I am not evil enough. Speaking of filthy liars like me — meet the Dirt Witch. According to Shepherd’s Town (a place that has never been wrong about anything in its entire life), she: - crawled out of the ground with someone else’s voice in her mouth - can make animals go still just by looking at them - taught children words that made their parents forget their own names - walked three men into the river smiling, and none of them came back the same - whispers through floorboards when the church lights go out - leaves dirty handprints on locked doors that were never touched - made a deal she could not finish — and now she comes back every year to collect what she is owed Good news: Shepherd’s Town has a solution. A simple one. A traditional one. On February 31st, she rises behind the church. And they bury her… again. This year, you have been invited to the rebury. Now grab a shovel and get cracking… um. Literally. ⚰️🪏👷🏽‍♀️🚧🏗️ …Oh, also this XIX-enario is based off one of my songs — A Lullaby’s Last Breath 🍃 You all know where to find it. Probably.