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I refuse to beautify my chaos.
I dance with the Faery King, blaze with the #Faery Queen, free & unchained.
I am altar, abyss, unholy kiss.
You cannot claim me.
No mortal will.
Tonight we rise unmasked,
#witches, sovereigns of shadow.

#WitchVerses #TorchBearerTales #CrossroadsCollective

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a flicker of fear. What if #Hekate doesn’t want me to go deeper? What if this work isn’t mine? And just like that, it was gone. A human fear. Quick and hollow. The watcher returned.

#HekataeonReflections #WitchLife #TorchBearerTales 3/

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Oh here we go! Who's gonna watch with me?

#WitchMadness #TorchBearerTales #EnodiaWisdom #CrossroadsCollective #Hekate

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 A person wearing navy blue shorts sits with a small jar of gold leaf flakes resting on their lap. Loose gold leaf pieces are scattered across the fabric of the shorts and around the jar, creating a shimmering, messy effect. The person’s legs are visible from the mid-thigh down, with the photo taken from their perspective looking downward.

A person wearing navy blue shorts sits with a small jar of gold leaf flakes resting on their lap. Loose gold leaf pieces are scattered across the fabric of the shorts and around the jar, creating a shimmering, messy effect. The person’s legs are visible from the mid-thigh down, with the photo taken from their perspective looking downward.

A #Witch who does the work... eventually gets blasted with.... all the blessings of course ;)

The Midas Touch? Possibly.

Just glad it wasn't the Sulfur.. lol

#WitchWork #WitchLife #TorchBearerTales

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I can’t breathe, yet I’m here.
Can’t see, these eyes aren’t mine.
Something slithers in my depths,
rootless, endless.
I call to the Hooded Mistress,
the Twice-Born Master
release me.
The light is dim.
You are lost to me.
I cannot find you.

#WitchLife #QueenOfCrossroads #TorchBearerTales

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