The Guardian January 26, 2021

Source and Stone

I pushed a honey blonde curl from my face, watching the streets below and searching the skies as I waited for my early morning appointment to show. I could feel the sparks of magick contained within those beings connected to the Source who were flooding into the city. I had known when New Orleans sent out the first powerful beacon, its call nearly deafening me. Since then, the magickal population had increased daily, while those that were native to the area were edgy and irritable. New Orleans was calling her people home.

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The Voodoo Queen July 28, 2020

Bienvenu mon cher

We’ve been waiting for you. Or, more accurately, she has been expecting you. No doubt you wonder how or why you are here. The answer is both deceptively simple and devilishly complex.

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