Three generations of Weyward women, about a hundred years apart, and each with a peculiar gift of working with potions and spells, and having a close connection with birds and insects.  Sort of a slightly more sinister Cinderella.  The birdies aren’t the cute ones, and there is a distinct lack of adorable little mammals.  The potions are mostly for women’s health issues, abortion in particular.  Lord knows their customers are in desperate need of some help. Of course this leads to them finding themselves frequently […]