Offerings lay before her: coins, feathers, a lock of hair.
Smoke curled from burning Palo de Santa carrying her prayers into the twilight where the sun and the moon balance.
Her hands moved and traced symbols in the dust.
The tourists now new there was more than a parlour trick, as they heard the voices of their ancestors.
The work continued, as it always had, binding, healing, revealing.
Wow! What a Voodoo challenge!! Let's do it again, shall we!? The quality of work into today's entries was truly remarkable, per usual! Well done, everyone. & Congratulations to the well-deserved winners!