Her Desert Of Bones

"When she comes upon these men of the desert, she is neither refused nor denied. There are no charms to send her away, nothing to keep her at bay. There are no numbers of stones or precious salts to cast in her path. There is no offering, no sacrifice to distract or appease. There exist no gestures or recitations that make her fearful or flee. There are no magiks against the Archwhore whose very blood is the first word of all magiks."

“When she comes upon these men of the desert, she is neither refused nor denied. There are no charms to send her away, nothing to keep her at bay. There are no numbers of stones or precious salts to cast in her path. There is no offering, no sacrifice to distract or appease. There exist no gestures or recitations that make her fearful or flee. There are no magiks against the Archwhore whose very blood is the first word of all magiks.”The Harlot Goddess

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