Tiffa Three there be who wear the horned crown:
The moon white stag of the holy grove.
The leaping hart of true love,
And Cernunnos the antlered one.

Also my dancing, honred God. My laughing dancing God. Not someone who is stark and cold without feeling. Someone who rides to high in the heavans that He can't see me.
My God is the laughing, erry, chanting one who rides through the skies with his hounds, collecting those souls that must go to him that night.
He is the Father/Lover of my Moon Goddess, triple in Form and is my Fate.
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