Bring The Balance Back: Signs in The Moon and Trees

This night I opened Onze noordelijke geestenpoort, called forth Onze noordelijke geesten to inquire of Me and Mine.

Powerful winds marched through The Oak, The Maple, The Elm, The Ash, The Sacred Silver Birch, all of these did withstand the puissant knock-down winds, ne’er uprooted from Our Sacred Soil.

Blood Soaked Moon, dripping to restless Onze noordelijke geesten below, stars above in silent gaping at what is about to tear across Our Lands.

Do not inquire of me what all this means, for if you were of Me and Mine it would have been given for you to know.

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