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.
The Deer People Have Come
In the dream, the coven has gathered, ready to begin the Rite of Samhain.
Night has fallen. Turning, I see deer on the hillside: first two, then more, then many.
We have visitors, I say.
We watch them watching us. The Deer People have come to witness our sabbat.
As we watch, one by one, the deer take human form.
In the darkness, starlight shines on their naked skin.
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