A ritual in preparation of making Flying Ointment in the morning. All the herbs are gathered on my altar and their spirits appeased with offerings of smoke and wine. The vessels and tools are all consecrated in the sacred names of those who dwell beyond the veil. On this Saturn’s day eve, during the waning moonand during the tide of the Dark Ones, I perform this rite. May He who is the eternal black flame illuminate my way.
James Flint’s expressions when he realises Peter Ashe betrayed Thomas Hamilton and forced him and Miranda into exile though… Like thanks Toby Stephens but I was already in tears, you didn’t need to up your acting game too.
anyway can you believe that black sails unironically has a gay man use the biblical telling of god’s creation of adam and eve to describe his partnership with the man he loves I mean what a time to be alive