Notes Continued

The circle has grown strong by every season & we are quite proud of it. The veils have been lifted and we are ready to welcome the brothers and sisters of the unspoken yonder in our midst. We have even begun reciting the welcoming call in our sleep now.

AZAG galra sagbi mu unna te
NAMTAR galra zibi mu unna te

UTUK XUL gubi mu unna te
ALA XUL gabi mu unna te

GIDIM XUL ibbi mu unna te
GALLA XUL kadbi mu unna te
DINGIR XUL girbi mu unna te

Praised be the signs of the buried and hidden ones.

Primal

Stand in the freezing steppe wind, the silky night fur, the damp air full of howls 

Mark our primal bygone days, our glorious return to atavistic roots