To bind a spirit, one must know
To see and write the æthers flow.
To lure and croon them, ere they show,
And thou canst bind them with a vow.
The cleft of worlds might cause thee grieve,
Yet overcome the æther’s cleave
And pull a spirit from the weave.
But sooth their fury, lest they leave!
Nurse them, tend them, do them just.
Obey; Revere them, if you must!
Labor hard to gain their trust,
Lest they shun or turn to dust.
Once the spirits’ mistrust died,
It freely will come to thy side,
Its favor full in thee confide,
Will grant thy touch upon its hide,
Then guide thy quill, but show no fright!
Fear they sense when hand meets hide!
Thus take thy ink and will to write,
Rune by rune thy spell must cite.
Write thy charm upon each plume,
All skin or fur shall bear thy rune,
The spirits by thy bond be swoon,
A slip and it may shroud in gloom!
Write thy runes upon all scales,
Runes of storm and that of gales,
That of thunder and of hails,
Guide the spirit w