She came home and just knew old enemies were around. How could it be? How did they find her? No time to ask questions. Time to resurrect her personal conjure powers.
Written in an old book was the Wind Spell for Protection handed down from the ancestors. She was ready in quiet and dark and cold, she sat at the ancient oak table and laid out the preparation and read the barely visible words.
I call on the wind gods with dragon’s blood lit by fire, lavender and salt to purify the air, fresh flowers as fresh perfume, and a glass of water to cool the earth.
As I howl like a wolf the wind will blow. (Howl like a wolf)
As I caw like a raven the wind will blow. (Caw like a raven)
As I bark like a dog the wind will blow. (Bark like a dog)
I humbly ask for your protection against those who want to harm me and my family.
Bind those who wish me harm let all bad wishes flutter away in your breeze.
Thank you.
It took barely eight hours and the enemies were hit with an unexpected hurricane and had to evacuate their shelter.
The wind gods are good. No violence, no danger, the threat was gone. But for how long?
Georgia
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