Bael's parents Hekete & Bašmu
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Bael's parents Hekete & Bašmu
13 miles, 37 crossroads with dirt, 6 candles at twilight,
Hekate, please... my heart is roaring like ocean waves,
The mist is thick and the walk was long,
Let me hear you again.
Even if it’s just a whisper in the wind or the
Sound of keys turning in the dark,
I’ve forced the monsters into submission,
But now I need the silence to be filled with your
Torchlight.
I have tracked the patterns and paced the miles;
I am here, present in the dirt and the flame,
LIstening for the frequency of True Home.
But let the roar of the waves meet the steady
Flame of the torches.
I am standing at the threshold,
Ready to see beyond the veil.
Grant peace to all who hold Nyx close tonight,
Let this ritual find peace in the echoes you find
Between the stars.
Hekate