Princess of Wands
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Image from the Antique Anatomy Tarot Deck by Claire Goodchild.
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:: The Princess of Wands points to the notation her brother uncovers, tracing her five fingers along the knotwork. ::
I know of a gate with five entrances. The Oracle referenced it. I should follow that.
:: She points a mental lance at her brother. ::
Information is more use in relation, to me.
I know of a gate with five entrances. The Oracle referenced it. I should follow that.
:: She points a mental lance at her brother. ::
Information is more use in relation, to me.
🧿 #BlueskyCoven #Inspiration
To close the Gate, you must first pass through it. The path is treacherous, but at the center of the Labyrinth is the portal through which their true Self waits for deliverance.
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To close the Gate, you must first pass through it. The path is treacherous, but at the center of the Labyrinth is the portal through which their true Self waits for deliverance.
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July 10, 2025 at 10:48 PM
:: The Princess of Wands points to the notation her brother uncovers, tracing her five fingers along the knotwork. ::
I know of a gate with five entrances. The Oracle referenced it. I should follow that.
:: She points a mental lance at her brother. ::
Information is more use in relation, to me.
I know of a gate with five entrances. The Oracle referenced it. I should follow that.
:: She points a mental lance at her brother. ::
Information is more use in relation, to me.
I only bring it up because their riddles are of coins, of wands. You taught me not to ignore coincidence. Here we stand, Wands with Coins.
Perhaps there's something in their cursed fever dreams?
:: She holds her tongue further, awaiting validation. ::
Perhaps there's something in their cursed fever dreams?
:: She holds her tongue further, awaiting validation. ::
🧿 #BlueskyCoven
:: A voice from the shadow, a hoarse and hurried phrase with subtle urgencies. ::
A coin, older than Devastation. Who cast the magic upon it before it was given as a token of friendship?
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:: A voice from the shadow, a hoarse and hurried phrase with subtle urgencies. ::
A coin, older than Devastation. Who cast the magic upon it before it was given as a token of friendship?
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July 10, 2025 at 10:38 PM
I only bring it up because their riddles are of coins, of wands. You taught me not to ignore coincidence. Here we stand, Wands with Coins.
Perhaps there's something in their cursed fever dreams?
:: She holds her tongue further, awaiting validation. ::
Perhaps there's something in their cursed fever dreams?
:: She holds her tongue further, awaiting validation. ::
I heard two witches speak stories into the world recently. They carry the curse we fight against, and they've been speaking in riddles, fairy tales only.
Each talked of witches and their trials. Witches of different worlds.
:: She sneaks a glance at her mother. Is this the right way? ::
Each talked of witches and their trials. Witches of different worlds.
:: She sneaks a glance at her mother. Is this the right way? ::
🧿 #BlueskyCoven
:: A reflection in a broken window puts a hand against the glass. A voice from someone you can't see beside you whispers. ::
A wand, crafted by the Heart. With what material does she bestow its strength?
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:: A reflection in a broken window puts a hand against the glass. A voice from someone you can't see beside you whispers. ::
A wand, crafted by the Heart. With what material does she bestow its strength?
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July 10, 2025 at 10:36 PM
I heard two witches speak stories into the world recently. They carry the curse we fight against, and they've been speaking in riddles, fairy tales only.
Each talked of witches and their trials. Witches of different worlds.
:: She sneaks a glance at her mother. Is this the right way? ::
Each talked of witches and their trials. Witches of different worlds.
:: She sneaks a glance at her mother. Is this the right way? ::
:: She rolls her eyes. ::
The witches are easy if you're patient. But that's not your style is it.
The witches are easy if you're patient. But that's not your style is it.
July 10, 2025 at 10:17 PM
:: She rolls her eyes. ::
The witches are easy if you're patient. But that's not your style is it.
The witches are easy if you're patient. But that's not your style is it.
:: There it is.
She stands smelling the peculiar ozone smell of a magic spell buzzing under her nose.
She plucks one and it hums, vibrates and then unravels. Then another and another. A craftswoman. A weaver in reverse.
A way opens. ::
She stands smelling the peculiar ozone smell of a magic spell buzzing under her nose.
She plucks one and it hums, vibrates and then unravels. Then another and another. A craftswoman. A weaver in reverse.
A way opens. ::
July 10, 2025 at 10:07 PM
:: There it is.
She stands smelling the peculiar ozone smell of a magic spell buzzing under her nose.
She plucks one and it hums, vibrates and then unravels. Then another and another. A craftswoman. A weaver in reverse.
A way opens. ::
She stands smelling the peculiar ozone smell of a magic spell buzzing under her nose.
She plucks one and it hums, vibrates and then unravels. Then another and another. A craftswoman. A weaver in reverse.
A way opens. ::