I went to the ráth to hideaway,

this world became too much

and so I must go away.

At the rath I met my Queen, dark and powerful,

stunning and bold, stood the Morrigan.

Queen of the Unseelie Court

eternal she never grows old.

She asked me to recount what brought me to her fort.

So this is what I gave as my report.

“My Queen I gave all I had, and ever more.

But still the forces came in scores.

Weapons forged from hearts impure.

Lies woven, nothing but discord.

They battered me, and broke my shield.

All I wielded was my sword. …


Shana Carroll

My journey as a transwoman navigating life in the Bible Belt, living as witch, and fighting the cistem.

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