The Crimson Cord Candle

This candle is designed to focus the love of those around you, and redirect it to a chosen individual.

Included:

Directions for Use:

1. Preparation:

2. Personal Application:

3. Placement:

4. Ignition:

5. Recitation:

6. Consistency:

7. Enhancement:

Spell:

Flame of Crimson, rise and gleam, Awaken threads within a dream. Orris root, with subtle grace, Dragon's blood, set passion's pace. Angelica, with wings unfurled, Guide this longing through the world.

From hearts that beat, a gentle sway, Let love's true course now find its way. Tapestry of souls, begin to weave, A bond of love, I now believe. [Name of desired individual], hear my plea, The cords of love now turn to thee.

With every flicker, every spark, Draw forth the love within the dark. Let threads of longing, bright and bold, A tale of destined love unfold. Crimson Cord, your power ignite, And bring forth love into the light.

O, sacred flame, of Crimson's deepest hue, Awaken now, what spirits long to view. From soul's soft core, where hidden desires reside, Let Orris' gentle essence, be my guide. Dragon's Blood, a fiery, ancient might, Ignite the soul, and bring forth sacred light. Angelica, of celestial, holy grace, Ascend and guide, to love's destined space.

Hear now, the whisper, carried on the breeze, The yearning heart, that seeks its inner peace. The woven threads, of destinies entwined, A sacred bond, the universe designed.

[Name of desired individual], spirit of my dreams, Receive this call, where ethereal light gleams. Let cosmic cords, now bind us as one, Beneath the gaze, of moon and radiant sun.

With every breath, and every sacred spark, Draw forth the love, that lingers in the dark. Crimson Cord, a conduit, pure and true, Reveal the love, that spirits long to view.

Crimson's breath, a sacred, whispered sigh, Where soul's deep tapestry, desires lie, Orris' root, a subtle, gentle art, To weave the threads, and play a destined part.

Dragon's blood, a fiery, ancient call, To pierce the veil, where shadows softly fall, Angelica, of heavens, pure and bright, To guide this plea, through star-strewn, endless night.

From hearts that yearn, a silent, mystic plea, A woven fate, for you and only thee, [Name of desired individual], spirit's gentle gleam, Receive this light, within a sacred dream.

Let cosmic cords, in intricate design, Through every fiber, spirits intertwine, With every flicker, flame's ethereal dance, Awaken love, in transcendental trance.

Crimson Cord, a conduit, pure and deep, Where hidden truths, the ancient spirits keep, Reveal the bond, in starlight's soft embrace, And seal our fates, in time and sacred space.

From embers deep, a crimson, haunted gleam, A spectral sight, a long-forgotten dream. The soul's soft sigh, where shadows twist and bend, Orris' faint scent, a journey's bitter end.

Dragon's hot breath, a fire's hollow moan, No sacred light, but darkness, overthrown. Angelica's wings, now broken, stained, and gray, No destined love, but sorrow's endless sway.

The wind's cold dirge, a whisper, bleak and vast, No inner peace, but memories that last. The threads unwound, a fate's cruel, twisted art, A bond undone, a broken, hollow heart.

"[Name of desired individual]", a phantom's fading call, No gleam remains, but shadows shroud us all. No cosmic cords, but chains of chilling dread, Beneath a moon, where radiant sun is dead.

Each breath a curse, each spark a dying ember, No love revealed, but darkness to remember. Crimson Cord snaps, its truth forever lost, A spirit's gaze, where bitter shadows crossed.

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The Crimson Cord Candle

This candle is designed to focus the love of those around you, and redirect it to a chosen individual.

Included:

Directions for Use:

1. Preparation:

2. Personal Application:

3. Placement:

4. Ignition:

5. Recitation:

6. Consistency:

7. Enhancement:

Spell:

Flame of Crimson, rise and gleam, Awaken threads within a dream. Orris root, with subtle grace, Dragon's blood, set passion's pace. Angelica, with wings unfurled, Guide this longing through the world.

From hearts that beat, a gentle sway, Let love's true course now find its way. Tapestry of souls, begin to weave, A bond of love, I now believe. [Name of desired individual], hear my plea, The cords of love now turn to thee.

With every flicker, every spark, Draw forth the love within the dark. Let threads of longing, bright and bold, A tale of destined love unfold. Crimson Cord, your power ignite, And bring forth love into the light.

Hear now, the whisper, carried on the breeze, The yearning heart, that seeks its inner peace. The woven threads, of destinies entwined, A sacred bond, the universe designed.

[Name of desired individual], spirit of my dreams, Receive this call, where ethereal light gleams. Let cosmic cords, now bind us as one, Beneath the gaze, of moon and radiant sun.

With every breath, and every sacred spark, Draw forth the love, that lingers in the dark. Crimson Cord, a conduit, pure and true, Reveal the love, that spirits long to view.

Crimson's breath, a sacred, whispered sigh, Where soul's deep tapestry, desires lie, Orris' root, a subtle, gentle art, To weave the threads, and play a destined part.

Dragon's blood, a fiery, ancient call, To pierce the veil, where shadows softly fall, Angelica, of heavens, pure and bright, To guide this plea, through star-strewn, endless night.

From hearts that yearn, a silent, mystic plea, A woven fate, for you and only thee, [Name of desired individual], spirit's gentle gleam, Receive this light, within a sacred dream.

Let cosmic cords, in intricate design, Through every fiber, spirits intertwine, With every flicker, flame's ethereal dance, Awaken love, in transcendental trance.

Crimson Cord, a conduit, pure and deep, Where hidden truths, the ancient spirits keep, Reveal the bond, in starlight's soft embrace, And seal our fates, in time and sacred space.

From embers deep, a crimson, haunted gleam, A spectral sight, a long-forgotten dream. The soul's soft sigh, where shadows twist and bend, Orris' faint scent, a journey's bitter end.

Dragon's hot breath, a fire's hollow moan, No sacred light, but darkness, overthrown. Angelica's wings, now broken, stained, and gray, No destined love, but sorrow's endless sway.

The wind's cold dirge, a whisper, bleak and vast, No inner peace, but memories that last. The threads unwound, a fate's cruel, twisted art, A bond undone, a broken, hollow heart.

"[Name of desired individual]", a phantom's fading call, No gleam remains, but shadows shroud us all. No cosmic cords, but chains of chilling dread, Beneath a moon, where radiant sun is dead.

Each breath a curse, each spark a dying ember, No love revealed, but darkness to remember. Crimson Cord snaps, its truth forever lost, A spirit's gaze, where bitter shadows crossed.

- bob sandifer