the black/white magic beads. this year of 77. two strands. the first, red African blood bead at the end. Second strand, not yet. That bead will be placed at the end., the completion of this 77th year. as per "instruction".
the days are too short. Talkie "goes to bed"….makes her way up the Tree bough to her sleeping twig at 4:46 pm. Soon after, light fades. till Solstice. My difficult days though now changed because of the Gratitude for no Fire. The seasons and markers of Season have different, changed, new meaning. There is no reliable repetition. Much is unknown. and so….to rely on this, Crow and magic black and white. Blood red. remaining, through it.
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