For A_____A Halloween is for the kids!
But Halloween night, as we all should know by now, is for the ladies.
Across the land we can feel it in our bones. Nights grow longer as the days become colder, the sickle carves the last harvest as the sun shrinks down to a silver coin and is plucked into the pocket of Lord Winter. The primal instinct stirs. Like the memory of a dream, we remember who it was who ruled the world long before man conquest-crawled his way down from the barren mountains of jealous storm gods.
The inner Witch awakens, bursting free from the Sabbath Closet in which her identity has been locked away and having grown tired of broomsticks all year round, begins the hunt for a more suitable ride. Full moon blood boils over in a cauldron heart. A red-magick Sadie Hawkins dance spreads across the bars, the nightclubs, the dancefloors, the costume parties. One night stand spells and autumn sex rituals cast over drinks and laughs. Beauty, after all, is in the eye of newt. The shadow escapes from the shackles of the skin and slips under strange sheets with no questions asked. Black cat women stalk the mask jungles for some lucky Jack O'Lantern.
So what's it gonna be boy? Trick...
...or treat?
Jan Van Der Velde
'The Sorceress', 1626Play along at home:
( Actual Love Spells )Well happy hunting ladies and remember men... good luck, we're all counting on you.
A German sabbath scene of 1669
Frans Franken II
An Assembly of Witches, 1607![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
