Ritual
A gift to be shared. A portion for Xalki, a
soaked in magic potion to be sent across boundaries, between realms.
Out through a crack I had to make myself. Inviting something in behind me.
Gave the gift to an apprentice to hold. The other asked if I had wings.
Once past the outer guardians, an offering to make. Dispersed the gift to the heavens to find its way to the intended recipient. Its material form will follow.
Back safe. New apprentices to teach. Offering made. Good night.