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112: Contact and how wolves mostly act
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2021-11-26 01:51:43warning: The end of the chapter has a violent scene of what a werewolf can do
*Soleil*As we sit in the stone circle, getting charged for our search I notice that it is darker than the last time we were up here. But nature and the spirits fill me with happiness and make me feel much more calm.
When it is time we all throw the blue smokey herbs into the fire. Gudrun greets the allfather. Martha says her bible verse and Siri talks to Fylgjen, her protective spirit and kin.
I don’t find any consolence in the higher powers. But I need strength and the strongest I know is Tjalfe.
“Kin, Lend me your strength”.
The wind takes a victory lap in the clearing as his answer.. show off.
After breathing in the white smoke
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