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About Me

Beware thou, Thomas, of Petal and Thorn, the subtle enchantments of the faery-born... Beware thou, and never offer them harm... and guard your heart well 'gainst witches' charms...
Greetings, and welcome to my online sanctuary. My name is S. Rune Emerson. I am a traditional witch, 26 years old, and married to a darling Scotsman with dragon's blood.
I'm the founder of the Risting Tradition of American Witchcraft, and I also act as Warden of the South in the Temple of Aeolus, a old-style traditionalist coven specializing in the mysteries of the Winds of fate.
In addition to this, I wear the Crimson in the House Rosa , a sanctuary on the West Coast for otherkin of all kinds, including witches, vampires, fey, therians, and many others.
Obviously I'm a witch, as well as Imassi to House Kheperu in Ohio. I'm a teacher of the Arte at Avalon's Gate, and I write magical text and sing in my (oh-so-rare) spare time.
Intrigued? You can read more about me, by reading my journal , The Book of Flickering Shadows.
Herein lie my words and story, and the story of my being. Since I was a child, my heart has been sworn to the Grand Rune, the Risting of Truth hidden amongst the Roots of the World-Tree. Many years I've traveled, and many more still I will walk the Crooked Path. What I've learned, I share, at my haven by the Cross'd Roads. There, we dance and converse, and I teach my students what I know.
Trying to find me? Seek me on the winds... whisper, and I'll answer. *laughs*
The Grand Sigil of Witchery
Spirit of the Great Rune!
By the Left and Right Hands of Witchery,
I draw the Kindred near!
Hail!
Thou art brought forth in Flesh as the Lamp of Conjuration!
Per Aquis Rubere et Ventus Argentum,
Per Ignis Atere et Sal Albere,
Hic Lilim et Lamia adveho!

My Interests

Cycle and season, rune and charm, magic under moonlight's gaze, spells to heal and spells to harm, these are the things which I do praise.
Blood of the old, Gods old and dark, Hidden Fire's eldritch spark, books of midnight with locks of the stars, for these I wander both near and far.

I'd like to meet:

Would I like to meet you? It depends. Are you of fire and night, or poor and born of clay, merely another shadow flickering in my book? Do you even know what you are?
The Craft is not for everyone. A witch is not one who seeks to bend knee to god or man, spirit or beast. The Ordeal to walk the path is arduous indeed, and fraught with peril. The Witching is a Guardian, and though it is approachable, it is not a whore. Seek truly with honor and bravery, and you shall not be denied. Ask with greed or pomposity, and you shall be punished for your insolence.
If you would truly be a witch, then take these words to heart: Heed not the silly babble of priests and zealots, for they seek to feed your soul to their gods. Neither hearken to the tides of mood and melancholy, for they will only draw you into a whirlpool of ill humor and ennui. Walk with knowledge and surety, be willful and brave, and keep silent about what you learn.
If you do these things, and do no harm to mine or me, you will always be welcome by my fire.

Music:

Music is witchery, the expression of the heart's truth. Those melodies of others which conjure and call, these are the ones I seek. By knowing the song of a person's soul, you know them truly.
For me, truth is found in broken harmonies, in wordless paeans, in intense repetitive beats, in rhythms felt in the bone and blood. In my experience, magic sings in the heart which cries and laughs simultaneously, in a breast unclosed to life's pulse.
What feels, sings. Those who sing with Power are heard by all, from the stones and the stars. I seek those melodies, for they are truly a treasure of great value.

Movies:

Art moves me. I embrace all the wide ranges of pleasure offered by the shapers of light and illusion.
However, I refuse the coercions placed upon my mind that comes with the repetitive blaring of televised drama and false hilarity.
Except when it pleases me to do otherwise.

Books:

Ah... books... the keepers of knowledge, past and present, and perhaps future as well.
Books hold great fascination for me. Those of light and illusion bear as much wisdom as those of air and darkness. The path to magic is winding, and embraces many possibilities.
A sturdy leather book, with a clasp which is unlocked by a simple key, one that holds strength for the reader, and carries them away on winds of fate, returning them to their home changed for the better, this is the kind of book I yearn for.

One day, I will write it.

Heroes:

Those who fight against injustice for others and themselves, these are the ones I revere. Those who know themselves, and do not surrender. Those who dance with glamour, and give it honor, instead of obsessing over illusions and false faces. Those who do not rend life with truth, but rather bear it as a standard. These are the real heroes.

My Blog

and slowly the fire burns me as well...

I'm having a bad time right now. I was on the last day of my work at B&N, and I got a message halfway through the day saying that we're being evicted.This is because of th...
Posted by ~*The Witch*~ on Thu, 20 Apr 2006 12:07:00 PST

Tag, you're it.

Ok, so the game is this.I tag you, you tag six other people.And, you tell six things about yourself that others may not know.Here are mine.1. I have an allergy to silver. But, I'm a stubbo...
Posted by ~*The Witch*~ on Tue, 21 Mar 2006 01:31:00 PST

eh...heheheheheheheh... Your wish is granted...

Okay, here's the deal. The person above you makes a wish ("I wish I had a banana!"), and then the person below grants your wish, and then wishes something else, but here's the fun part: Your wish is m...
Posted by ~*The Witch*~ on Fri, 27 Jan 2006 12:17:00 PST

Hand Job

alright here are the rules.....to get tattooed on your hands you need 8 letters......4 on each hand.....one per person no duplicates.....lets see how imaginative you can be. don't reply.....REPOST!......
Posted by ~*The Witch*~ on Thu, 26 Jan 2006 12:23:00 PST

laughs

One of my friends is mad at me for not writing about my life on here. *chuckles* If you want to know more about me, read my grimoire. I update it when there's anything worth mentioning. Feel ...
Posted by ~*The Witch*~ on Wed, 25 Jan 2006 12:37:00 PST

What?? the first entry in a blog should always be stupid and funny!

If you woke up one morning, rolled over, and saw the person who posted this before you in your bed, what would you say? Nichole - who the hell?! TJ - Nice. My name's TJ, what's yours? Britt - Hey TJ!...
Posted by ~*The Witch*~ on Sun, 22 Jan 2006 12:51:00 PST

~The Witch~

In the desert, I sing the witchsongs...