Tonight, in the cold dark of the January night, Chase Hill Folk gathered to honor the goddess of the wild mountain — Firgen. The harrow, dimly lit, was graced by our new Wild Hunt banner, and we sang to call upon the power of the mountain below us. We offered Vanilla-Cinnamon Mead and Black Currant Sparkling Juice, and listened to the deep quiet of the darkened mountain. Our ritual was graced by the presence of the wind, the stars, and the bright-glowing eyes of the Wild Hunt in the shadows. Hail Firgen, Mother Mountain!