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Among the shadows of the dimly lit room, she sits comfortably in the old chair. Her little black cat lay purring on her lap. The flames of the candles dance with the warm summer breeze. Herbs hang drying from the rafters, scenting the air. The moon can be seen through the room's only window. It is full and ripe. She can feel it calling to her. The call of the Goddess.

Let your soul awaken my child. Come! Dance naked upon the Earth and know that I am your mother. Feel in you heart that I love you.

Priestess, Circle of the Green

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