A Magickal Meeting (cont. 3)
Arriving at the home of Raven and Atlas, we were ushered indoors and quickly fitted with a beverage. I usually avoid alcohol, but when I do partake, it does dilute my will and ability to keep my trap shut. And sure enough, after a few sips, I was, in some small way, able to participate. Challenged with finding common ground, however, I did more listening that talking. As it was, we spent an…
















