New actual Blog post - In which our hero discovers his immense anger at the divine and embraces his Witchyness.
THE DEER I am sitting on a moss-covered rock that is jutting out of a small cliff overlooking a petit waterfall flowing into a rocky stream. The truly magical Ravensdale forest surrounds me on this bright dry morning. This is one of the two places on this planet where I don't feel like I am a stranger in a strange land.