At the time, I wrote:
Listen, I’m sure there IS a fanfic somewhere where Anne Shirley falls in with a crowd of witches who welcome her into their coven with open arms and make her a sister, and she strolls around Prince Edward Island looking like this for a couple of years before there’s some kind of warm and whimsical Halloween misunderstanding and she returns to business as usual with no hard feelings between herself and the witches. And now we know what that would look like.
And that was two whole years ago. If one of you hasn’t written it yet, what have you been waiting for?!