Episode 31: Season Three Prologue
Old Gods of Appalachia
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O Mother, It Is That Fear That Moves Both Heart and Tone
O mother, it is that fear that moves both heart and tongue to draw tight curtains so that we might let the darker hours pass. We invoke your name this night with both love and your rolling shoulders swallow the setting sun. O, fallen tree father, lit by a half moon, parroting broken prayers at an altar you never meant to build, but you did. Oh, fire and forge, hard hearted hammer that shapes and breaks us on the anvil of a god that no one really remembers. And none of us have even come close to building ways we see you. So we make dow with what we're told.Oh, sweet soil, blesset for battle and burial
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