(BOG LORE) "SILTIAX" HUNTING GHOSTS THIS SAMHAIN!
"Kindred Stenchers, hear the song, walk with us.
500 steps call to the tribe.
The Reshaping builds roots, our tree will grow.
More leeches added to our stones. We see you.
The dance to come, the journey.
Bróðir Bog announces our next verse to come.
We are in month of Samhain. Ancestors visit us, then...
Other ghosts that dare to cross back to our land. They want to steal our spirits. Give them as trophies to The Gate.
Let it be known this Samhain, if the ghosts of clout, dare to wade back to our lands, they will be hunted.
To the lost walkers. We welcome you. We are many paths, but we are one.
The Bog stands with you, do not sit in the cold alone.
Siltiax Ky Lichen
