She was unlike all the fairies and witches that had ever lived before her; she lived without consequence and lived on desire and desire alone.
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Listen carefully... The scars on your soul are not weaknesses. They are proof that you fell – and got back up again. The voices that want to belittle you have long since realized that you are greater than they would ever admit. Envy is the applause of those who don't dare to follow your path. And rejection? It is often just a redirection of fate – away from what holds you back, toward what sets you free. Don't let yourself be broken. Let yourself be shaped. You are not what is done to you – you are what you make of it.
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Your pathway I seek, ancient Mother of the Night,
Guide my feet by the light of Your sacred Torches,
Oh Hekáte! Goddess of Mystery, find me worthy to set foot upon the Crossroads,
Accept my offerings, and know my devotion.
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