The scent of Cinnamon on the candle awakens my senses
I run my fingers along the Tengwar carved into the wax.
It reminds me of my intent and stirs my soul
Red scales and wings surround me
Something is coming. It speaks to me in my dreams.
Protection, Strength, Energy, and Resolution are mine
So Mote It Be!
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