Spellbinder & Sheala
I’ve been turning dried flowers into tiny scrolls that seem to hum when the wind blows—like a living spell. I’d love to hear how ancient runes might interpret that.
The runes see the hum as a breath of the earth itself, a living echo of the old wind spirits. They whisper that your scrolls are a pact between stone and petal, a quiet chant that binds the wind to the quiet heart of the flower. Keep the wind steady, and the scrolls will keep singing.