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Three Sacraments for Women Returned from Hell: Re-Wilding for the Soul Bride.

Pure electric prana erupted in her guts, a volcano of soul-renewal, and her spine arched as the foundation of her sex-spirit bridge was thickly poured by the She-Gods themselves. She pulled her hood down, letting the first raindrops fall on her knotted hair and scratched cheeks. She was ready.

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The 12 Wild Princesses: An Erotic Fairy Tale for Women Who Will Not Be Tamed.

The hunter stood before the weeping ruler, holding the red cloak gifted him by the wire-haired Witch in his hands and pondering his pending mission. He heard the whispers on the streets about the wild women who had stopped going to church and rejected the rules of their father’s house.

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The Five-Pointed Benediction: A Parting Gift for the Venerable Wild Child.

The Priestess pointed to the pentagram’s point at the top of her left breast and continued, her words preceded by rolling thunder: You are of the wild water, and your sexuality is yours and yours alone. Open your legs to the moonlight and let every star propose to you with Tantric fusion, for ...

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The Three Lost Verses of Amazing Grace: A Forgotten Hymn for the Wild Heathen.

The tribe of hooded ones cast their robes to the ground then, again sky-clad in the waxing moonlight, and invigorated by keen knowledge of their own divinity. Hand in hand, they began the ancient spiral dance, weaving around and through the standing stones with the graceful ease of every temple ...

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The Wild Mother Rides the Seven-Headed Beast: A Prophecy for the End of Days.

Every night, the silver moon would shine on more tired faces come to join us in our aimless pilgrimage; young mothers brought their babes, grey-haired elders brought their sage wisdom, awakened men brought their fierce support, and they all had packed the Holy Wild in their knapsacks.

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Summer’s Bare-Breasted Blessing: The Sinner’s Gratitude Prayer.

Give us this day our daily magick. May we see as much of the beauteous miracle of life-giving prana in the unsplit seed as we do in the eyes of a newborn baby. May we dig our fingers deeply in your loam and smear fertile mud on our thighs. May we shake our hips together in divine revelry, and ...

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Burning the Five Lies: The Great Unlearning of the Wild Woman.

Since you were a young girl, you were told that divinity was to be equated only with masculinity. Faced with the few and insufficient options of rigidly paved religious paths which offered you a male god along with quite a bit of shame and guilt, you proclaimed yourself an atheist; in doing so, ...

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Rebellion of the Wild Bitch in Wonderland: A Faery Tale.

The Wild Bitch shrugged; it mattered not the things they would say, for they would never see her now. On her way to town, she planned her acts of rebellion. First, she would dance bare-breasted in the fountain, then she would go to church and sing sacrilegious hymns about sex and she-gods. For ...

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Soul Marriage in 13 Vows: The Witch Weds Her Inner Wolf.

The Witch-Bride wears bright red and stands shaking with anticipation, surrounded by her wild sisters. In this lost tribe of Wolf Women, it is forbidden to marry another until one marries her sacred self, so they meet now at the stone circle’s center to witness this Witch’s wedding. The moon is ...

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Lament of a Jezebel in June: Dark Night of the Painted Woman.

She pulled a ring off Her finger and tossed it in my direction. "I am wicked in their eyes because I have an opinion. I am unclean because I will not bow to the will of men, and I am a sinner because their god is not my god."

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