I have to perform the Rite. Just as I always have/did/will do. But first I must purify myself.I slide away from the world.
I strip myself naked and scrub myself with salt. I cleanse my body with water and anoint it with oils.I make sacred the space.
I light the incense.
I tone the sigils.
I trace the sigils. On the floor. In the air. On my body.
I summon Them. To guard me as I work/worked/will work.
And They will come. They always came. They come.
They are here.And how terrible, how terrifying, how beautiful They are.