Today in a trance like state i arose from my bed, eyes barely open, hands moving without command, feet finding ground without order. I began to assemble the altar, an offering was burned to the mistress, atop the sign of conquest, amongst an air of lavender. A name revealed, Hecate. In trade a memento of a friend at peace. I know who he walks with, and i know who i shall hold court with.
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