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Warding as an Act of Love
Protection is often misunderstood as hardness. As walls raised too high. As vigilance born from fear. But true warding, the kind practiced by ancestors, by quiet witches, by those who know how to listen, is not harsh. It is tender and firm at the same time. A ward is not a weapon. It is a boundary that knows why it exists.

Scarly
5 days ago2 min read
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