Devil thy name, Trickster at the Crossroads of Midnight
Come forth, Corpse-pale Eidolon of the Osseous Field
Ever-poised in thy Goat-black Cowl that shrouds Mortality,
Master of the Passage ‘twixt Wax & Wane do I seek.
Thirteen times Widders around the Tree do I turn
Here, sheltered ‘neath the boughs of your Faithful Kin:
The Cypress and the Yew, I do lay the Furrow of Mortality
Wherein the Maw of Void makes sweet the promise of Annihilation
And sundry veils rent so rouse the Blessing of Certain Death.
Saviour thy name, Leveller at the Cross of Midday
Convoke here, Golden-toned Christ of the Paradise Found
Ever-steady in meagre Lamb-white Fleece that cloths Eternity,
King of the Pathway of Virture & Vice do I hunt.
Thrice times halved ‘til the 3rd day the loaf do I break
Here, knelt ‘neath the married beams of the Rood:
Transference & Transcendence, I do raise the Ridge of Eternity
Wherein the Gates of Heaven make bitter the dreams of Man
And all sinful debts settled so pay the Boon of Life Eternal.
13 Wands, harvested from 13 old Yew trees on the Midnight leading into Good Friday, under the light of the waning moon. Due payments of libation, bread and blood have been served to the guardian of the ghoulish yet immensely beautiful trees. For three days and nights the bread is being broken to them and their wood prepared. Each wand is then cleansed in the waters of the sacred Heathen Spring of Avalon. Finally braids taken from the red cloth of the crucifix put out on the Good Friday and the white cloth draped over the cross to symbolise the resurrection on Sunday are bound around them.
The wands are not carved or varnished and can be crafted and shaped further by those who do not have access to this special type of Olde Yew wood from trees, which have been guarding the graves and crossroads of life and death for centuries. There are alltogether 10 wands available for sale:
- 5 wands with a braid of 2 red 1 white – the Wands of Harrowing
- 5 wands with a braid of 2 white 1 red – the Wands of Hallowing
Attached to the end of each wand is also one tail-feather of a Raven, the Prophet of Man and the Oracle of Hades, gathered through a beautiful specimen found during a sojourn in the Forest, a gift from the Sylvan Realm. A satchel of Yew needles and bark will accompany each wand, with a hand-numbered label.
The Yew is the Man in Black at the Crossroads, the Patron of the Souls kept in She’ol and also of the Ancestors. It is also the tree of Dark Resurrection and thus sometimes the Man in Black is viewed crucified to a Yew arbor.
The wands are a kind offer by woodwose, wanderer, sorcerer, word cunner and friend Ash Nostro Morg.
Info, pictures and prices will follow after Easter. Only one wand per customer.
Pre-ordering via firstname.lastname@example.org
March 29, 2013