Wiccan Key
Our past forgotten hiding in shadows to scart to leave. Like conjurers we weave the lights of dat through all hours of the night. I call you now upon the rivers of the wind, and the heart beats. I beckon you to me. The ability to know the strength to dare. The fortitude to will and secrets kept I enter upon the path of light. With strength and convicition the Gods await me. I fear not what must come. Power be mine forever in time. In this will I see the Wiccan Key. So mote it be!