Bleeding, Blade kissing skin Our tongues whip words to life That bend the world and all within, Blood sings.

Melody, Colours the air And summons something here Silent and undeclared to us, It weeps.

Mourning, The day turns black For what has lived and died To muster this bewitching gift, This night.

My darling lover, Each time your sweet lips part, You release the serpent, To coil around my heart.

I still remember when, We plugged the apple from the tree, Its forbidden juices flowed, And I drank eagerly.

Oh, but when I realized, The tree was not meant for us, The apple decayed in my hands, My mouth filled with dirt.

Your rot stains my lips, Your serpent weaves through my bones, Your rib is caged within me, your blood, Courses through my veins.

From my shallow grave, Caked with blood and filth, I gaze up at the tree, Still yearning, yearning.

If only I could plunge my hands, Wrist-deep in beauty’s water, And bring it to my lips, so parched and dry,

I’d drink until I felt it coursing, Through my veins like blood, Eagerly, until the river ran dry.

If I could craft a lotion from, Self-worth and affection, I’d spread it tenderly on calloused skin.

I’d lay beneath the golden Sun, Allowing every pore, To hungrily soak all its power in.

If only I could weave a song, From whispers of the night, And let it lull my restless heart to peace,

I’d sing it soft, with tender voice, In moon’s ethereal light, Till sorrows and regrets would gently cease.

If I could bottle dreams and hopes, Like starlight in a jar, I’d place them by my bed for darkest days,

Then, in the silence of the night, I’d open up my heart, And let their luminescence guide my ways.

A stolen hair Perhaps something more fair Rose petals and fallen snow Into a cauldron to face the unknown For skin softer than my own I chant, I pray, I scream. Let it all rest in the moonlight An eye for an eye It may leave her blind But I’ve always wanted emeralds in mine. I chant, I pray, I scream Is it worth the price? Does it count.. If it's a stolen sacrifice? I did not even think twice I chant, I pray, I scream This has always been the ugliest thing in me.

I rolled through Glenhaven today For my first time after the flood I could not go there before

It all came back Tears fell from my eyes The damage remains

Like a trauma I’ve lived through Ten years The time is insignificant

Remains of the rivers embankment Massive Boulders mar the landscape I bowed my head in mourning

Roads repaired after washing with the river Made whole again once more Mobility and movement restored

Communities coming apart And regrouping Kindness and fellowship replace dispare

On commemoration I’m alone I will not gather I cannot bear the pain

I never imagined water could churn Lives upside down My insides jagged and wounded

In flood and fire I lost my nievety The mountains are unsettled and I am too I can never rest here or there

I rolled through Glenhaven today The landscape is not as I remember I am as scarred as the landscape..

I am still here…but absent

Whiskey pages in the blanks of my space. I’m waiting for the headless man, to finish painting on my new face...

Speak of three, in love and quarrels. Sentiment is nary hushing my fall. Ripples of silence remind me that winds blow change. Telling more about the exact slice of a razors blade. Extruding from my smile is the excellence of vacancy. Glowing you, but I’m stitched in shades of ebony. Singing hymns of the days I’ve come to rue. Perpetually decaying in the each phase of the moon. Triangles bloom in the most dishonest of pines. As I remain goddess of the wastelands, I’ve created in my rhymes...

-HMG

And when your lips, are achingly close to mine. I want to devour your taste; inhale you for all time…

I feel your nails scratch against my skin. It feels like sin. But you’re mine. You pulled me close, I let your demons in. Let you eat me again. You smell like sin. But you’re mine. I brush my tongue against yours, a sensation divine; sex bleeding from our pours. We fuck like sin. But you’re mine. I can’t escape the way warp my brain. The way I dream of your face. Fucking like a drug laced daze. It tastes like sin. But you’re mine. You can’t escape the way I hold your gaze. When we fuck for days. There’s so much sin. But I’m yours…

-HMG

I’ve tried potions and spells full of hate I’ve searched through countless books but I can’t find any at this rate all I want is a love potion so she would glance my way.

Hello dear reader, welcome to "The Perfect Spellcasting & Potioneering Book for Dummies!" You can't know my name, for fear of being discovered. Many things that you will find here are be illegal. And I don't intend on getting arrested anytime soon. Speaking from experience, prison isn't a great place. Enjoy your adventures, and best of luck!

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POTIONS

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LOVE POTION Description: A potion to make the consumer fall into a sort of trance that makes them infatuated with the creator of the potion. ⚠️WARNING!⚠️ MAY CREATE PERMENANT OBSESSION! USE WITH CARE! WILL HAVE EXTREME SIDE EFFECTS IF GIVEN TO WRONG PERSON!

Ingredients -Mermaid tail scale (preferably one of a lionfish mermaid) -Siren blood -Crushed rose petals -Heart of a baby fox -Honey of pink mason bees -Pearl powder of the largest oyster -An object of the consumer

Step 1: Prepare a cauldron. It has to be completely clean and free of any previous potions for there to be less chance of mistake. Step 2: Fill half of the cauldron with siren blood, and then a pint of avocado oil. Stir until it turns pale blue. Step 3: Sprinkle crushed rose petals. Distribute evenly. Stir until they sink to the bottom. Step 4: Mix pearl powder and honey for five minutes, until you smell an overwhelming sweet scent. When you do, dump it in the cauldron. Step 5: Embed the mermaid tail scale deep into the fox heart. Push it to the bottom of the cauldron. Keep it there until it starts bubbling and fizzing. Step 6: Add object of the intended consumer of potion. Make sure it is clean. Step 7: Put it into a vial. Any kind will do.

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DEATH-LIKE POISON Description: Sets the consumer into a death-like state, with breathing incredibly slowed down so that it is barely noticeable (symptoms similar to those of freezing to death), pale skin, blue lips. Gives off odor to resemble a rotting corpse. ⚠️WARNING!⚠️ CAN EASILY BE MISTAKEN AS GENUINE DEATH! BE WARY WHEN USING!

Ingredients -Basilisk venom -Hydra blood -Dragon milk -Rosary peas -Griffin feather

Step 1: Fill the cauldron with pure dragon milk (any other forms can result in explosions). Step 2: Put 7 drips of basilisk venom. Step 3: Drop in a handful of rosary peas. Wait 5 minutes for them to sink to the bottom. Step 4: Shake golden dust off of the griffin feather. DO NOT PUT FEATHER ITSELF IN! Step 5: Mix in hydra blood and stir until the potion turns a dark navy color. Step 6: Put it into a dark vial. DARK ONLY! Will be set aflame if is clear.

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HEALING POTION Description: Quickens or finishes the healing process. Can be taken for any kind of wound, injury, or illness.

Ingredients -Aloe vera leaves -Lavender oil -Kitsune fur -Willow tree bark -Hibiscus flowers

Step 1: This potion works best in small amounts. Take a small cauldron or bowl. Step 2: Fill the cauldron with lavender oil. Step 3: Squeeze the juice out of the aloe vera leaves. The more there is, the better. Step 4: Put in strips of willow tree bark every two minutes. Wait until it slowly turns a bright yellow. Step 5: After it turns yellow, add a lock of kitsune fur. It should turn an orange-red. Step 6: Put in preferably clear vial for best results.

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SPELLS

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CONJURING SPELL Description: To summon an item in mind. Venire capio (veh-neer kah-pee-oh)

INVISIBILITY SPELL Description: To make an object or person invisible to the naked eye. Evanescet (eh-vahn-es-et)

TRACKING SPELL Description: To find and lead the path to an object or person. Invenire supellectilem (in-veh-neer suh-puh-lek-tih-lum)

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MEMORY WIPE SPELL Description: To wipe one's mind of a certain memory or a specific series of memories. ⚠️WARNING!⚠️CAN BE DANGEROUS IF NOT CONTROLLED WELL! COULD PERMENANTLY WIPE MEMORIES! Zechname (zek-nah-meh)

TRUTH SPELL Description: To force one to only be able to tell the truth for a short mount of time. Alitheia (ah-lee-they-uh)

ANIMAL-SHIFTING SPELL Description: To temporarily shapeshift into the animal that you are most like for a semi-short amount of time. ⚠️WARNING!⚠️COULD CAUSE SHIFTERS TO BE PERMENANTLY IN ANIMAL FORM FOR AN INDEFINITE AMOUNT OF TIME! Ginei zuah (zheh-nay zoo-ah)

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Love is for fools And emotions are merely tools For those that don't hate But it's only fate That there is one way For someone to like A person like me And here I am By my cauldron Twirling the spoon Adding ingredients Pearl powder Dragon claw Fairy dust And just a tiny Sprinkle of gold A stream of silver Then the spell is told "Goddess of stars Please heal my scars Left wounded by the curse of love So strong Defying the universe."

Bursting puffs of Rose gold shimmers Potion turning Shiny.

Fill it in a vial Hide it in a pocket. Go find the victim. And let the drama start.