Hail to the Lord of Plagues, the Bright One who suffers no fool lightly. Hail to He who is both the Tempest, and the Eye of the Tempest.
Hail to the Unshorn Lord flinging baleful arrows. Hail to the Prince who’s aim is always precise– and woe to the enemy within His sight.
Hail to Apollon who stands at the front, blinding and magnificent. Hail to He who cures, He who destroys, He whose divine word settles war.
Jan. 24, 2016