the moon is wild tonight.

if you take a walk in the forest tonight, please leave the vaguely human shape with blood all over their body alone. they’re old and strong and their ritual is important to keep the earth warm and trees rising. walk past, do not blink, and the birds will visit you in the morning.

if you sit alone tonight, please watch the stars as well. they may be small and weak as the lanterns by your house but light is light is light and they hold immense power. so nod at them and the fireflies will visit you in summer.

if you work magic tonight, please let it out of a window and into the icy night air. there may be wrath or mourning in your spells and I do not know if you scream because you were left by someone, because you never got something you went to war for, because you shiver from all the terrifying change gripping you. speak it out loud, make the dark listen, and the cats will follow your every way.

the moon is wild tonight, just like us.

The new year will be the year of walking into fairy circles, smiling at glowing red eyes in corn fields, leaving flower crowns on gravestones, befriending every eerily unblinking cat and generally exposing yourself to every slightly surreal seeming phenomenon because we have nothing to lose and eldritch beings to gain as friends.

hey, how long does it take before the forest god comes to get you after you leave a strand of your hair and a fresh loaf of bread in a mushroom circle by the lake? asking for a fr

“something wicked this way comes” is a complete magic spell by itself that can evoke any power on this earth and it’s coincidentally also what people say when I enter a room.

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.