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November 4 - November 14, 2024
I call upon the powers of the earth To protect the Thorn family, and give us strength I call upon the powers of the wind To keep us safe from harm outside and within I call upon the powers of fire To burn away the darkness, and never tire I call upon the powers of water To cleanse and purify, and make us stronger By the power of the ancient ones As I do will it shall be done By all the powers of land and sea As I do will, so mote it be!
"You might not be ready, my dear, and you might want a nice quiet life, but fate has other plans for us."
“Granny said pastels were what happened when colours gave up the will to live.”
Come away my little child, through the forests of the wild. Feel the pulling deep within, Trees will dance and trees will sing, until they die and fall elemental magic calls, until we let the light shine though, rise up and seize it all.
Air from the east felt light and refreshing; fire from the south brought a burning warmth into the circle; water from the west a cool, soothing connection, and earth from the north was stable and solid.
From within came a purposefulness, a deep knowing. She was still that wild little girl that danced in the rain, even though the world had done its best to beat the joy and freedom out of her. She was sick of being a victim, at the mercy of fate, and now she understood that she didn’t have to be. Not anymore. It was time to wake up and take control of her life.
Come away my little child, through the forests of the wild. Feel the pulling deep within, Trees will dance and trees will sing, until they die and fall elemental magic calls, until we let the light shine through, rise up, and seize it all.