Friday, June 19, 2009

The Brightest Flame

The scent of Cinnamon on the candle awakens my senses

I run my fingers along the Tengwar carved into the wax.

It reminds me of my intent and stirs my soul

Red scales and wings surround me

Something is coming. It speaks to me in my dreams.

Protection, Strength, Energy, and Resolution are mine

So Mote It Be!

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