Samhain Homage

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By TWIGGY

The spirits stir, the room grows colder The witch's brew bubbles, the scent growing bolder. Cats gather 'round the hearth, they hiss and they fight as the dark shadow passes o'er our world on Samhain night. But 'tis a shadow we should not fear for 'tis only those we hold dear come to visit us this day whilst the veil 'tween worlds thins and grants wisdom herein. Now is the time! Honor those you hold dear while they are stirring close enough to hear. Morning light washes all away the dearly departed will no longer hold sway over this world as the veil returns having granted us this one night to earn the right to commune with the spirits evermore and receive their gift of long forgotten lore. Those who guide and keep us safe in loving kindness connected by Fate for all eternity Blessed Be.

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