The Destroyer - Kali

The Destroyer - Kali
The Fourth Guardian
This sigil enhances spellwork with connections to change, especially unexpected change, as well as spells with motherly and protective energies.
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A John & David (Blackout)
Link to the story it was taken from: https://archiveofourown.org/works/24946627
There is no “safe” Everything ground to a halt The tide turned Against
We are stupid when we get scared Make it stop
He used to be my husband I can’t imagine calling this marriage
His eyes all that is left of him Almost forgiven
No photographs anywhere
Desperation makes people stuipid as fear Promise not to hurt
It’s hard these days Depressingly easy to complain
He was dead lately It should have been enough
If they’d listened This would be different
I slump back No one would care how hard I worked
Quiet and pretty, I was A party, our engagement
It was a John & David’s party. Wouldn’t’a missed it.
We were all buttoned up Trimmed to geometric perfection
Today is just those eyes and dirty hair And that stupid mewling
So convincingly suburban beneath decay and rot He is just about done
He makes his last bid to escape Death looms, the final sickening pain
I know the feeling
Gut-wrenching. Never easier.
Maybe he’s thankful
The dead are surprisingly gentle.
His chest no longer rises. Milky dead eyes
I don’t pretend to understand It’s a stupid trick, to pretend it’s easy
Now we’re this.
The blood is still red. As fresh as it gets.
Freshly dead.
So much of his life had been fear. He learned from past mistakes.
My relationship with David no longer is.
He was broken. I had no idea how to fix him.
Our old lives had been defined by what we had. I didn’t know how to let go.
His face a nightmare of gore and blood
David was a little less broken And I a little more

Now this one, of English Ivy, I like a lot more. Tell me, how does it make you feel?

Made myself a cleansing stick with the over abundant sagebrush here in Wyoming. Bound it together with reeds and gifted it to a friend. I hope it serves them well.

My mother gifted me a few photos to work with... this is what I came up with.