In restless walks she’ll prowl the night

And so June has come to a close. It was slow ’round here, a month of scattershot activity behind the scenes, fraught with soul-searching, yarnspinning, and surreal meanderings through mystic portals best left untraveled, but I walked them just the same.

Much of my June absence will bear fruit in July, beginning as promised, on the 3rd, though the fruit of that tree has been exchanged for another.

Here’s a couple of clues to the magics I’ve been brewin’:

An occult detective’s work is never done.

Keep July 14th circled on your calendars.

#FirstBorn is coming…

.:.