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.
Blood Pact
Registrations are coming in for this year's Midwest Grand Sabbat.
(The firelight on the trees. The Stag That Walks On Two Legs, come down from the altar. The frenzied dancing. The love-making in the shadows.)
Yesterday one arrived that had actually been signed in blood.
I tell you, my friend: in the Wide World of Witchdom, there's witches.
And there's witches.
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