In the interest of putting off the excruciatingly painful thing I might be writing as an actual sequel to the Fucking Teen Wolf Story, I started writing what I intended to be a fluffy little bits-and-pieces adorable-BB-Derek-and-Stiles memory collection and suddenly found myself researching conservation biology.
Open in the next tab: an online text of The Golden Bough.
I just… I don’t even know anymore.
What do these things have in common?
- totemic magic
- tortured metaphors
- copious weeping