Tag: autumn

It’s September, it’s my birth month, and I like to think that humans celebrate the anniversary of their existence on earth not because being born is a monumental feat but because as humans, we can always rebirth ourselves. If we feel we must be born again, then we will bear it all.

September won’t change your soul. You will change your own soul, and she will stand behind you, touching her cold-wind-and-whispers fingers to the small of your back, speaking your true name.

My friend’s birthday is on Friday the 13th, this month.

See, there is this one really mysterious saying that nobody knows where it came from. It goes a little like – 

“To be a warlock’s enemy is the greatest horror
But to be their friend is the wildest honour.”

I am not saying that you might want to present this saying to your friend. I am also not saying that if they seem really amused for some reason, or grin in that certain way that has always sent shivers down your spine, that you should consider yourself very lucky and very protected. Then again, I am also not saying that if they give you a really confused look, you might want to prepare for a long night. After all, you never know what new parts of a person can awaken on a birthday.

But I am not saying any of that. I wish them an insightful birthday and both of you a wicked October. 

The first day of October has strong magic to it. The only creatures that dare set their eyes on the moon that night are, without a doubt, all witches. 

Oh? You did what? And you did it on the first night of autumn’s reign?

Then we must say to you:

Welcome. We have been waiting for you.