On the topic of glamour magic, a lot has yet to be said. Regarding its ethics - its uses, cultivation and employment - a witch I admired, made of wood and bone, once wrote: “Glamours are the magical equivalent of hallucinogens”. I will expand hereafter.

What to make of certain wisht plants and stones, according to French cunning craft and folk beliefs.

Rites of the Spring Equinox.

In which the author fleshes out some of her belief as it pertains the to the stars and their “secret commonwealth”.

A recounting of the author’s magical self initiation into Sabbatic Witchcraft through the Dragon Book of Essex grimoire.

“When the time comes, move with the seasons.”

An exercise in balance.

“The Flame of the Forge is the Lair of the Snake
It remembers the Gods that some men forsake.”