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This is probably the sort of thing I'd call "plotless random imagery" on my fandom journal, because it's like, well... anyone who actually has the mojo would find this dumb and amateurish, which is made the worse by the fact that I've supposedly been at this fifteen years.
a benison, to be said over a glass of gin on the rocks, while standing outside in a T-shirt at 48F under the partly clearing sky and hoping the eclipse will be visible later in the night:
Drink down the moon I will, I will;
To the Misrule-Lord and the Hunt in the Sky!
The wind and the land, their chill, their chill
And cold star-fire in this cup of mine!
a benison, to be said over a glass of gin on the rocks, while standing outside in a T-shirt at 48F under the partly clearing sky and hoping the eclipse will be visible later in the night:
Drink down the moon I will, I will;
To the Misrule-Lord and the Hunt in the Sky!
The wind and the land, their chill, their chill
And cold star-fire in this cup of mine!