Earlier today we gave you a chance to share a coffee break with Caris Roane. Now it’s mid-afternoon and we hope that this check-in on Diana Pharaoh Francis' Horngate Witches will energize you to power through the rest of the mid-day doldrums!
Hi everyone! I hope your holidays have been wonderful and I want to wish you an extraordinary and healthy New Year.
I’ve been thinking about the holidays at Horngate. Because it is a place of witches, the solstice would be the day of celebration. At the same time, many people who live there are non-magical and come from a variety of religious backgrounds. Add in the Shadowblades and Sunspears who are equally diverse, and you have an extravaganza of religious cultures. But I imagine that everything in the end would revolve around who they are now and what they’ve become—members of a covenstead and a sprawling, frequently dysfunctional family.
On the solstice eve they would gather together in the Great Hall, as outside the wind howls and snow fills the air in a dense whirl of white chaos. Inside, the anneau floor is lit and the ceiling and walls is decorated with flowers, garlands, holly, herbs, witchlights, strands of silver, gold and copper. Overhead iron chandeliers full of beeswax candles shower down gold beams of light. The scents of rosemary, frankincense, myrrh, cedar and sage permeate the air.
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