A Hymn to Atë

Sing now, Muses, of the child of ruin, 

Eldest daughter of honoured Zeus. 

Sing of Atë, and her fall, and bless her 

In her incarceration in Tartarus. 

Sing of her release, for without ruin, 

There can be no rebirth. 

Muses, hear the song for Atë, 

And grant her the wishes she desires, 

To return to the land of her parents, 

As their beloved daughter.

Thank you to the Pantheon Project for allowing my creativity to shine through. It means more to me than you will ever know.

Published by Natalie Bartley

I am a fantasy/sci-fi/smut writer, my first book "Love and Pain in Zion" is available on Amazon. I have also started scribing for Medea, the Sorceress of Colchis on the blog Curse of the Fallen (https://curseofthefallen.wordpress.com). It has been a wonderful challenge to try and write from her perspective, in the modern world. My husband and I are planning on opening up a New Age/Metaphysical store, where I am running the storefront and he is running the services in the back. Since he is already a licensed interfaith minister and can perform weddings in Ontario, and a Reiki master, we can start offering services soon. I am enrolled in Witch School International as a seminary school of the Correllian Nativist Tradition. I have completed my First Degree clergy status, and am almost finished my Second Degree. Brian and I run a local temple (Temple of the Night) which is a part of the Correllian Nativist Tradition. We are currently the only temple with full temple status in Canada.

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