Spirit of the Mountain draw near. Bless this circle of stillness, where flame and laughter have mingled, and the hush of the forest wraps around two souls who love. Let no harm approach their fire. Let their dreams be free of shadow. Let the air they breathe be sweet with pine, with memory, with peace. May the stars above them open wide, and the wind speak kindly to their tents. Let the earth cradle them as though they were its own. And should a bird or breeze wander in— may it be a sign: that life has not forgotten them, that joy still knows their name. Amen, amen, again amen.