The Witching Hour.....A fragment from a recent dream...
"Earth, Air, Fire,Water, Spirit"......the binding begins.....as the clouds are shifting ominously around the crescent moon's light...The echoing of five young voices expands throughout the park under the humble Willow Tree. A young girl with raven dark hair raises her her athame courageously, inner-strength reflecting in her eyes. Her closest
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