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Hypnos, lord of the dreamscape, who're in the heart; you are gracious and kind, for I have not had such a dream of terror in six cycles of Gaia and Helios. O circle of Selene, spherical and white; may you be the founder of my contentment. As you bathe me in your gaze, you fill me with affirmation that you are with me. O serpent of Asclepius, the healer of all, you bring health to those who are still with us, and you bid all those who've finished life a gentle goodbye as you rid them of their suffering. And dream divine, Hypnos, as you're said to be. Who send forth oracles by dream at night; you cure the mind of all mortals with your visions of something greater. Now, Mnemosyne, gracious memory, you bring me thoughts of the few beautiful times I had as a child, and you give me hope of a better future that will be filled with times such as those. Hekate, a mageia far beyond my power, you share your essence with me and allow me to use your magic to speak and hear spirits of those who have passed into the fields of asphodel and beyond.
Hypnos, I ask of you to bring me dreams. Mnemosyne, I ask of you to bring me the memories of all those in my blood who came before me. Asclepius, I ask of you to give my ancestors the strength to walk up the stairs of the underworld to visit me in spirit. Selene, I ask of you to guide my ancestors to me with your gaze and keep them safe on their journey to me. And Hekate, I ask of you to grant me the ability to speak to them and them to speak to me, granting me answers I cannot get from any mortal. I ask you all of this, knowing I will do good for you, that I will be kind for you, that I will be humble for you, and that I will be generous for you. I ask you all of this, in hopes you will grant me my wish. I ask you all of this, so hear my plea.