Azhdaya's Laire

merry we meet, merry we part you will find the love of the goddess in my heart in perfect love and perfect trust I am a healer I do what I must I cast my circle of white and blue I hear much and listen to few the four quarters I welcome thee weaving my magick so perfectly I sing my praises to the moonlight in my dream I take flight my guardian wolf there to protect me, in the night my cards a precious gift to me the sight shes given me to see the beautiful mother has given me the soul of a witch -blessed be