Chapter 9
…Take It, Take It in Your Hands…
For a witch like Willow, the moon is far more than a heavenly body. To the red head it was the embodiment of the Goddess: the Maiden, the Mother and the Crone.
It was also a huge source of natural energy that is essential in witchcraft.
If you performed your spells at the right lunar phase, it heightened and strengthened the spells performed. However, if your spell was performed during the wrong phase of the moon, it could seriously debilitate the spell, producing wrong and sometimes disastrous results.
The near full, waning moon was the perfect time for the young, inexperienced witch to perform this spell.
Against the recommendations of Giles, Adam and Amy, the hacker decided she was going to try this spell today.
Dressed in her pajamas, the young woman sat in the middle of a pentagram with five fat candles at all of the points.
Since the moon was at its fullest tonight, this was the perfect time to perform this spell. She was twice blessed tonight since the moon was in Scorpio… this was the best time for spells that involved psychic growth and power.
She pulled the athame, a ritual dagger, from a pocket in her pajama bottoms and lifted it high into the air.
"Lady Luna, Diana, Selena… Goddess of Silver Love… I beseech thee."
The bathroom echoed and the shadows cast on the wall glowed with eerie light as she continued.
"I draw you down… within…" she said as she turned the blade of the dagger facing down then toward herself, her movements careful, ritualistic, precise.
"I share in your wisdom and power and work your will on earth."
She lifted both hands into the air now in supplication as she continued, "I offer myself, I beseech thee, charge me with power that only you can emit."
Suddenly, before she lost the courage, Willow cut her palm with the ritual dagger and dripped the blood onto the pentagram.
"Hear me, Goddess of the Moon!" she yelled loudly. "Reveal to me your power. Let your Universal Light shine within me."
She trailed her blood along the pentagram until she had covered it completely, "This is my will. So shall it be done."
The light from the candles flared brightly in the darkened room then extinguished suddenly.