Paganistan: Notes from the Secret Commonwealth
In Which One Midwest Man-in-Black Confers, Converses & Otherwise Hob-Nobs with his Fellow Hob-Men (& -Women) Concerning the Sundry Ways of the Famed but Ill-Starred Tribe of Witches.
Becoming Flame: A Folk-Tale of the Latter-Day Hwicce
One day the youngest warlock goes to the oldest and says:
I don't understand. I sing the songs, I make the offerings, I dance the prayers. But in my heart, I am not there. What more should I be doing that I am not already doing?
The eldest rises, lifts his hands, and splays his fingers. At the tip of each finger licks a tongue of fire.
My son, he says, If you will, you can become entirely flame.
The Hwicce were the Anglo-Saxon tribe ancestral to the witches of today.
Or so say some.
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