Morana the Slavic Goddess of Death has two initiatory paths to walk towards her. Path of Winter is one of them.
Thus spoke Morana to me –
“Visit the Magic Initiatory Caves of Chernebog and Morana. Follow the Winter Path.”
“Do not forsake me, Bride… My season is coming.”
Thus spoke the brother-at-arms –
“Give me the frozen silent desolation. Where the snow falls like ash and blankets the earth. The air cold and thin that only the strong will still flourish and grow. Let the earth feel what we feel where our hearts were, before treading the dark path.”
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