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An InterludeSomewhere in the Interlude whispers moved over moonswept grounds. Magick maple trees and Ancient Ones that hold the firmament around the Hill.
The original magickal source with its creek and valley and the Mystery of Wandering Cats and the First Grove I spoke too often of.
A place where i've dreamt and other places not visited by me for several moons...yet they still resonate with Power and Enchantment...
Catching greymist traces of November sky, I quietly smile behind the sorrow in my eyes,
and masking Amontillado from the sweetness of my grief,
I turn my collar against the cold and stroll a-way beneath...
FortunaIn as much as I can tell,
the Lady weaves her secret spell,
In blue waters and blue eyes,
I have seen her too, pass by...
And bathed within cloaks of night,
the Starry-eyed await,
Ahead of us the future lies,
the Lady's loom is Fate...
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