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The sound and the fury

I sit here safe and warm in my castle. My belly full of roast duck, fresh from this morning's kill. The wind howls outside, rattling the windows and tearing at the shingles like some fearsome beast summoning me to come out out and fight. But I will fight no more this evening. I am content to sit and sip my Earl Grey, safe in my fortress. In the morn I shall sally forth with my trusty dog by my side and we will venture deep into yonder forest to see what secrets the spirits have in store for us. For tomorrow we go to hunt the stones for the coming season. The stones whose inherent energy will steel our resolve to survive yet another terrible winter in this place. My friends, I beg you, if the spirits see fit for me not to return from my task, remember me fondly and carry my message of peace forward so that the children of tomorrow may learn to live together in harmony.

I leave you now with some images of the recent rituals burned into my mind forever.



The Ceremonial Ring



My Father



Me, StoneBear



The Fire



My Father, Starhawk, Midi Welah (WhiteHawk), My Mother and Deb (Moon Dancer)



Starhawk, Midi Welah, Mom and Moon Dancer





Starhawk and Midi Welah.



My beloved Moon Dancer after we returned home.

Peace,

Wander

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johnthetiger
Nov. 25th, 2001 01:39 am (UTC)
Nice pictures, Wander.... good luck finding stones tomorrow! I'll be thinking of you.
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