skepticaloccultist: A Hunter’s Moon Hex November skies cry out in melancholy lust, Thirteen rowan berries an offering of trust: “A penny, a shell, a button, a stone, who dares to cross that witches throne?” ‘Tis a penny for that legend Guy, whose good intentions were but a lie. A simple shell of barrow’s ear, ForContinue reading “A Hunter’s Moon Hex”