Open Sorcery is the world of Lazarus Halliwell.

Excellence and batshittery, done on purpose.

I’m Lazarus. I make art, music, poems, plays, and magic for the quiet, brilliant, broken ones. If this is you, welcome home. I adopt your kind.

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Weird dreams abound.

So I had a dream last night where I was asked to officiate at the last second for a couple because their officiant bailed, only to find out that the groom had no idea wtf a marriage license even was, didn’t even know where his birth certificate had gone so that they could APPLY for a marriage license, and the bride wasn’t all that invested either. When she found out that we’d have to reschedule the wedding or else it wouldn’t be legally binding at all, she went “oh well, I guess we can play darts instead like you did during YOUR first wedding!” I was like “wtf? I didn’t throw darts during my first wedding?????”

And it got even stranger because when I woke up, I told Emerson about this batshit dream. He was shOCKED because I was describing HIS COUSIN’S WEDDING almost to a T, and during his aunt’s first wedding, they’d played darts! I didn’t know ANY of this beforehand.

Hell yeah for going back in time in my sleep I GUESS…

-Allēna

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