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∴ i can taste it with my eyes¹. enthralled by the enchanting aroma of her mysterious concoction, despite the seemingly codswallop² incantations and gobbledygook, i couldn’t help but feel that she was weaving a spell that would touch more than just my senses ∴

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∴ surrounded by howling sluagh, malicious tylwyth teg, and fanged snollygosters frothing and murmuring lies, i did not lose a wink. nestled under the moon dog and the comfort of my frost-covered bedroll, i breathed in the tranquility of winter’s chill, for they have no hold on me ∴

∴ the last flame of vermilion skies seared into my eyes,
venturing into the dark
a guiding ember when Venus and the moon hid behind clouds
strong winds, nearly lifting me, undeterred
upon the ridge-line trail, through hours I trekked
until my path led me to only you ∴

∴ this wasn’t the book she ordered; instead, a tome revealing ancient ensorcellments entwined with nature’s healing · each page resonated with the mountains’ rhythm, awakening dormant magic within her · intrigued, she traced the pages, wondering if she could mend more than what she read ·

in the quiet anticipation of her lover’s return, she pondered the possibility of these spells also holding uncharted depths into their connection · for they too shared the spirit of the wild ∴