THE EMERALD WITCH (Day 17 of 20)
“There is no sun. There is no Narnia. There is no Underworld. Notice the beautiful green scales and the warmth of the hearth. There is only this room, and the music, and the sweet smell...”
— C.S. Lewis, The Silver Chair
The Emerald Witch casts her binding spell from the shadows. Wearing her pointed crown-hat and shimmering emerald scales, she watches the green, sweet-smelling smoke fill the room to erase all memory of the sunlit world above.
Note: Days 16 and 19 were removed preemptively since I didn't know they were in violation of NC policy.