2736549a445611465a59623dce281850her essence flows as she trails in a long black garment

the east air begins to dance in her hair as the whistle of the afternoon breeze begins to swirl around

this mysterious land has her footsteps upon it that leads to a most sacred place

where the olde dialect is still spoken to keep family secrets yet as the words begin to sprinkle her light can be seen across a long distance

some fresh herbs she planted and tended to just picked from the blessed soil become bubbling offerings

mixed with the western waters that flow to moisten the recipe that spouts with endless hope and promise

the magick is fast as the sun becomes her oven as the fiery powers of the south begins to heat her inspiration

days light will soon shed into the night as the ripen sun gives way for the pursuits of the moon

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