A Macbeth version where one of the witches is always hooded and no one sees her face all through the play. Then after Lady Macbeth’s death we see two witches approaching the queen’s corpse, bearing a cloak and reaching the body say “Come sister, your part is done” at which the Lady rises, takes the cloak, pulls the hood over her face and all three witches disappear laughing manically at their latest triumph over the gullible humans.
30, She/her. Used to be DreamingPagan a long time back. Multi-fandom, mostly Black Sails these days but with a lot of Tolkien and funny things interspersed. Complete language and history nerd - be warned. I write fic and occasionally I talk about ships.
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