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.
Mystic Sun
The Great Mask of the God of Witches lives in a closed shrine in the Temple of the Moon.
Twice daily it receives incense, song, and prayer.
Weekly it receives offerings of food and water.
A light burns continuously before it.
But though the Mask dwells in mystic darkness, in these days and weeks following Grand Sabbat, I who have seen it tell you that a light shines forth from that shrine, a mystic light, a light as though there were a Sun within.
I, Steven, priest and keeper, tell you so.
Image: Kyoht Luterman
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