Stay Wild, my Witchy Little Moon Child

"I myself have seen this woman draw the stars from the sky; she diverts the course of a fast-flowing river with her incantations; her voice makes the earth gape, it lures the spirits from the tombs, sends the bones tumbling from the dying pyre.  At her behest, the sad clouds scatter; at her behest, snow …

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