A Midnight Ritual with The Shaman

The scent of damp earth drew me straight up to the wide succulent tray on the sideboard. Night had fallen, and this sacred grove needed balance! Planting my staff into the fine gravel with a soft crunch, I began rearranging fallen dried pods and tiny river stones in a protective ring around a jade sprout. When a stray dried twig refused to stand upright, I wedged it firmly into a hollow bark chip using the butt of my staff. There! The spirits of the green can rest easy under the moonlight. #Shamanlabubu #Ooak #custom