Golden Glade illumination

red.

a powerful color. the preferred hue of the divine.

a protective color; binding blood and sanctuary alike.

she draws from her wrist a new garland and scythes her arm through the air.

splatters in the snow; a celestial body of patterns, dark round planets ringed in discs of merlot.

she tilts her head as she studies them, pushing forth the first bundle of spare herbs. it had not been easy finding them -- the personal significance of which lent her reading a profound challenge.

one lone planet of red orbiting away from its fellows. mictec, on her winter trial. three smaller bodies trailing, a comet of crimson in their arcing tails.

she chews on clove and draws three lines in the snow, then draws them again in descending order. in their center she places stems of sage and old mugwort.

above her the moon thins, but two nights from its new face.

tezcatlipoca be pleased.