A panicked Michael Kovak (Colin’s character) ties down his mentor, Father Lucas (Anthony Hopkins) and attempts to exorcise the demon currently possessing him. Unfortunately, while Michael knows the proper technique, he lacks the true faith necessary to successfully command the demon. The result is a scene of one adorable and slightly charred cinnamon roll who is in way over his ridiculously cute head. (Gifs are all 500x214, click to enlarge.)
Reverential Working for the Indwelling Powers of a Place: For the Securing of Their Favor, Acceptance, Communion, and Aid in Sorcery; or Else for the Winning of the Necessary Warning That They May Be Hostile or Unwilling to Tolerate Human Presence.
Sincerely offered by the hand of Malmath DeSavyok
Serpens Est Dux Meus
For the Covenant, and for all else of Reverential Heart.
I. The operant must have a stretch of isolated or semi-isolated land upon which to work. One need not own the land in any ordinary legal sense, but one must spend much of one’s time there. It is best if the operant sleeps there, and dreams there, most of the days of the year. If the operator intends to assay the Sator Table rite in a strange place, a place she is visiting, it would be best if she could sleep on that land for at least three nights before, but again, this won’t be strictly necessary, as all reverential offerings given with an attitude of proper respect should be received by the powers indwelling a place.
II. This ritual working is intended to demonstrate respect on the part of the operant to the range of non-human Persons that indwell any given or discreet region of land. This region will not be a large one; it will extend to small woods or forests, small or large properties that have well-defined boundaries, or areas of land that have become separated from surrounding areas by other boundaries, structures, rivers, streams, barriers, or such factors that have forced the area to become thought of and perceived as a distinctive area.
III. The purpose of this rite is to show respect, and win favor from the indwelling and chthonic powers of a place. That is the primary purpose; the secondary purpose is to increase understanding of the nature of those entities via their communications with the operant in dreams, or in visionary states. The tertiary purpose is, for those who will dwell upon that region of land for a lengthy period of time, to secure the acceptance of the chthonic powers for the operant’s other works of sorcery that will be done on the land, and to secure their active aid with those works, or at least their lack of interference.
IV. The operant will select a place upon the land which is as far out of the sight of human eyes as possible, and which bears as little malformation or deformation of the land by the workings of man as possible. The place should ideally have a sense of peace about it, a stillness or a quiet that is obvious. A natural beauty or features of natural beauty are likewise to be preferred. At that place, on bare earth, a small offering pit is to be dug, with non-metal digging tools if possible, though this is not an absolute. Three well-smoothed or peeled branches, or just very straight branches, each at least 2 feet long, should be placed around the pit in a triangular shape, with the pit being close to the bottom-most of the three branches, the branch which is the base of the triangle. Refer to the diagram that accompanies this working. With flour, white sand, or corn-meal, a mawkin-form is drawn above the pit (as in the figure) and three Saturnian sigils are drawn around the three sides of the triangle, again as depicted.
V. The operant should not create the Sator Table while bearing a heavy heart due to recent negative interactions with other persons. They should not assay the operation, nor create the Table until they have washed their hands, face, neck, and chest with a water made of Birch bark and leaves that have been steeped in boiling water for nine minutes, or utilized some other form of ritual purification that will suffice to satisfy this requirement.
VI. The rite can be prepared at any time, though a properly liminal time will increase its effectiveness, and make communing with the indwelling powers easier; dawn and twilight are the preferred times. Lamps of Art, or a nearby small fire, can be built and used if extra light is desired. Any light so used must be of a natural source, never a mechanical one. The hour between midnight and one o'clock AM is also a potent time for the performance.
VII. When the operant is ready, standing before the table, she must utilize an opening or “breaching” charm to formally ask the Master Spirit who conducts souls from our world to the Unseen, and who facilitates spiritual communication between this word and the Other, to support this work in that manner. Those who have the Elphillock Charm will use it now; those who do not will either create their own spoken charm to this end, or use this one:
“These words are the wind of my body
Turned to sound by my soul’s will.
They will make open the invisible way
Between Seen and Unseen.
It is the Gudeman (Good Man),
The Green Warden of the Given-Ground,
That I celebrate with words.
It is His attention I seek,
His presence I desire.
For His Deathless Spirit is merged
With this Good Earth;
This I celebrate.
Master of the Daimons,
Of the Earth and of the Underworld,
Ancient Serpent supreme in wisdom,
Forever friend of Man,
Helper of all in the Inhabited World,
I beg for your kindness and aid.
Vouchsafe me the boon I require:
Make open the Way between this place
And the Unseen.
Support my Good Working here:
For true respect for the spirits of this place
Underlies my ambition.
Protect me and all the powers of this place,
And let no unwisdom of mine
Ever hinder me nor offend the powers here.
Kindly Folk in the Unseen, Good Neighbors All.
Harm me not, nor wish me ill.
By the beneficent and powerful name AKRAMACHAMAREI,
Let this be so!”
VIII. At this point the operant must quiet their mind and body, and strongly enter into the sensation of their body, and feel how that all-around bodily sensation merges with the sensation of the land below them and all around. When enough time has passed for this subtle re-focusing, and without losing that subtle sense, the offerings brought for the offering pit are to be poured or placed inside it. Whole cream, melted or solid butter, tobacco, honey, or fresh-shed blood from your left hand— any of these things singularly, or any combination of them, should be the primary offerings, before any others that might be respectfully given. As the offerings are given, the operant should declare this or something similar to it:
“For the spirits that indwell this place, I give this X. It is for their increase, given to them with respect and reverence.”
The sincerity that stands behind these words must be real.
IX. Now the operant must return to that bodily sensation, and to the peace within, and speak from the heart directly to the powers that indwell that land aloud: the complete certainty that the powers can hear all words said- and the complete certainty that they can detect any dishonesty, and can easily see the sincerity of the heart that speaks the words- must be foremost on the operant’s mind. What the operant says will be governed by the wisdom and discretion of the operant, but the message spoken here must be spoken over the triangle, and “into” or near the offering pit. The message must always be respectful, and always contain a strong indication that the operant understands that the indwelling powers of that land are both venerable elders, and that they exceed the power and understanding of the operant. This position of humbleness or humility is not an empty platitude; these powers, whether they be autochthonic spirits, or the merged spirits of formerly living beings that became interred in the land in times before, have attained a status of great power and inconceivable wisdom from the perspective of modern persons who live daily in our disconnected world. This assumption must be foremost in the operant’s mind.
The operant must display a desire to not only show resect for the Powers there, but request, if they will honor the operant so, to appear to her in dreams, to reveal things about themselves to her, and help her to learn of their nature and learn of their desires, if they have any. The operant must display honest curiosity about the Persons that indwell that land. It is for the growth of her own wisdom that she should learn anything at all from them, even if they appear in some terrifying form to warn her away or reject her and other human presences sternly, as they sometimes can.
This should suffice for the initial performance of the rite. If contact in dreams or visions is made, the rite should be considersd especially successful, though any sincere giving of offerings to the Powers in any place is already a success. If contact is made through dreams, and the dreams are of a friendly or positive nature, further performances of this rite can be done to ask for other boons, such as the permission of the Powers to perform acts of sorcery in their presence, on that land. Permission might be asked the first time the rite is done, if not enough time exists to perform the rite again later, but that is less than ideal. However, one must never let the perfect become the enemy of the good. All acts of sincere reverence are good things.
If a positive relationship is created between the operant and the host of spirits or dominant spirit in a place, acts of sorcerous art dealing just with them can be done in the future; the local Powers or Power can be a potent divination-ally for certain acts of divination regarding the local area or its history, or a potent ally for many kinds of workings. But for any successful working done with the aid of the local Power or Powers, many grateful offerings have to be returned. If one were to fail in that duty, the relationship formed can be degraded. It is important to consider the local Power or Powers to be (in essence) like the “God” of the area, to possess that kind of power within the area.
X. This rite has no technical “finishing flourish.” When the operant has spoken all that needs to be spoken, she absents herself from the Sator Table, leaving slowly and feeling thankful. If the Sator Table rite was done at night or twilight, the offering pit must be closed by returning the earth that was dug out of it to it. If it was done at dawn or during the day, it can be left “open” until night comes, when it must be closed. If a “solid” offering was given to the pit- like butter- it should never be re-opened, for that will expose the butter’s remains. If only liquid offerings were given, within a day another pit can be dug in the same place, for a second performance of the rite. If the rite is successful to a goodly extent, try to utilize the general area where the first Sator Table was made for all future performances of the rite.
GUYS, I JUST REALIZED ANOTHER THING. Ok, so not only did Tamlin probably get Ianthe pregnant, BUT I also think something else just got confirmed for us.
Calanmai already happened, but Rhys didn’t participate as a High Lord. So that debate we’ve had about whether all the High Lords perform the Rite on the same night/Calanmai? This means they don’t. (Rhys’s mating with Feyre was independent from the ceremony taking place).
Which MEANS that the Night Court probably still has a Rite of its own that we haven’t seen. Ya know, just sayin’.
Here lies my own incantation for hollowing the Compass, a mix and match of various incantations ranging from the rite chant in the fictitious show Salem, to Gemma Gary’s books. Remember, experiment, find what appeals to you, and ultimately, what works with those sorcerers powers you are calling to. Sometimes, they will be delighted by your own creation. Other times, they will guide you themselves to create.
I Conjure Thee O’ Compass Round! Ye Be Cast, Ye Be Bound!
One Two Three Four, Raise the Devil to the Door By Snake, by hare, by crow and toad, Dance we shall, the field of the Goat Cast and Hollow’d tis this Ring A call to forces we will bring
By Serpents Tongue and Lightning Strike Be All Hindrance put to flight By Serpent-Seed and Horse’s Hoof Make him walk from floor to roof One Two Three Four Compass is cast, come our lord!
The witch’s mill to turn, to spin! The circle is made, the rite begin!
Eventually, I will give the entire rite I use, but mind you it is such a mix-match of pieces I found speak to me on a the deepest of levels, in a new combination.
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@hanzospeaks : I am SHOOK. SHOOK at your posts, your dedication, and your love for Hanzo. You are insanely good at being Hanzo, like I genuinely can’t just pinpoint one thing. I really liked the wounded picture you posted of your arm, it was incredible. Also, your posts with Genji made me cry a little, and I loved the little interaction he had with Angela.
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"Good,“ Amarantha purred from her throne. "Again.”
There was another ash dagger waiting, and another Fae kneeling. Female. I knew the words she’d say. The prayer she’d recite.
I knew I’d slaughter her, as I’d slaughtered the youth before me.
To free them all, to free Tamlin, I would do it.
I was the butcher of innocents, and the savior of a land.
"Whenever you’re ready, lovely Feyre,“ Amarantha drawled, her deep red hair as bright as the blood on my hands. On the marble. Murderer. Butcher. Monster. Liar. Deceiver. I didn’t know who I meant. The lines between me and the queen had long since blurred. (…) My hands didn’t tremble as I angled the dagger. As I gripped the fine-boned shoulder, and gazed into that hated face—my face.