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Incantation against Swine
A useful spell for all mortals

“CURSIGE SWINUM”—”I curse all swine”
Magisterial Monday’s greetings, mortals! After a wretched weekend, we must recharge our eldritch batteries. I offer to ye, a ritual—a potent working, a grandiloquent operation, an incantation!
Apologies for the lateness of the dispatch, but I needed to meditate upon the ritual & ensure I sent the best wording I could—lest ye invoke devils, by mistake…
Incantation against Swine
A magickal operation for use by any mortal
(first, light the candles of thine altar, & wield thy wand)
I greet the winds of the North,
I rebuke the vapors of the West,
East & South, thou art cool.
(begin to stride widdershins)
With my will & the will of all spirits, I lay a curse upon all human swine!
(repeat thrice)
The swine with badges, who bludgeon elders, I bind them
The pigs who fire upon children, I bind them
The soulless monsters who attack hospitals, I bind them
Every demon who walks the cursèd Earth to crush the vulnerable, I bind them
Each single lurking villain, brutalizing in the name of kings & flags, I bind them!
That their armor crack & their weapons crumble,
That their minds enfeeble & their resolve fail,
That they may regrow their souls & feel the suffering they inflict,
That they spend the rest of their waking days striving to atone for their evil,
& their nights, reliving every foul word & deed, slumbering awash in the nightmares they created!
This I speak & thus may it be
(repeat thrice)
O winds of the North!
Great spirits of the omniverse!
All who came before & are yet to be!
I compare ye to a kiss from a rose on the grey!
(repeat until ye feel cleansed)
I hope ye found this incantation useful, mortals! Thank ye for reading—& thank ye to all in our coven, & to those generous mortals who can & do support our works with coin.
I shall write ye again come Wednesday, with news of this week’s episode—my BIRTHDAY SPECTACULAR! As ye know, I was born of the confluence of three stars, outside of the mortal concept of “time.” But each year, around Litha, I celebrate my coalescence, & THOU ART INVITED! ‘Til then—be safe, be well, & HEX THE POLICE.
Cheers,
Amœnus Franco
Wizard, Writer, Spellcrafter
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