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Welcome to the escapade! The ritual escapade!

We dance in the forest, an ancient dance, to draw down the spirits of old. The gods that were lost when Christianity spread its angel wings across the land. We did not forget.

Nature is king here, and nature requires its due. There is much that is beautiful, but the beast dwells within the ritual also. The angel must wed the demon, the light must caress the darkness, and the beauty must transform into the beast.

We offer youth, we offer pleasure and wealth and the dominion of the lands. We offer fertility and prosperity, abundant harvests, graceful passing of the years.

All we ask is blood, to replenish the earth, to provide the life-force back. It is a small sacrifice surely, for all the bounty of the escapade?

Come with your sacrifice. Come with your soul. Dance with us in the forest. For the night is long away even as the eternal dark may await us all. But for now it is sunshine, dappled by the trees. It is joy and the flesh and the dance.

Welcome to the ritual! To the ritual escapade!

(c) Helen M Valentina 2016