The Coven

My Sweet Sweet little Puppy Has taken a liking To a certain stone
A certain, Sunstone.

I couldn't be more proud than I already am.

Have a fun Read little Pup, We're gonna try some of the Exercises there soon.

 

We are creatures of the night, 
We dwell in your forests, your abandoned lands, your remnants tells a story but the story wasn't yours to begin with.
Once a Year, we come out of hiding, Once a Year the veil is weakened.
Once a Year We walk among you, and like innocent Children you are none the wiser.
Now that Time has Come again, and Once more we walk freely in these strange lands and abandoned Valleys
Autumn has come, Will you join us in celebration?

Happy Spooktober little Playthings
Remember All manner of Creatures are more active this time of year, Try not to get Hexed

And if you do 
At least get cursed by something interesting,

Run my Little Puppy, Run free in Endless Fields.

Chase your Prey , Capture it, Kill it, Feed of it.

Ah, The thrill of the Hunt

Just always Remember Your Pack, and Return to your Den,

Oh, how I wish"

For soothing rain

All I wish is to dream again

My loving heart

Lost in the dark

"For hope I'd give my everything

 

"Never Will forget the smells, the sights.... The unending feeling I'm being watched" 

"The Sisters weep, The people are running Scared, The Nurses.... Fear the Light" 

The Metal is Rusty, Bent and disfigured... I'm Finally" Home, Alessa."

"Raise every voice in Song. 

Bend thy bows trees, that no beam of light may pass. 

Dance, Flowers and Grass. Surrender up thy fragrance and allow it to mark the way.

Give fourth thy song birds, that the mistress of the night shall not pluck thy wings. 

Bow thy head to the ground and sing. 

Raise thine arms to the sky and sing. Bend thy knee to the Blessed Garden and sing. 

For she who passes before you is the great Gaelach of Tír na nÓg"

~But these things I'll never say~

Do not let the Holy Aura and the wings fool you

They are just as worse as we are, some times even more so
Trust in the Fallen, and the Haven he has built.
But what the fuck do we know?
we're just signing off contracts~

Time to Kill The Messenger
You can feel it everywhere