Real witchcraft. The old Nordic kind.
In the old North, your kin were the people who knew your real name and came when you called. Grimrunes Kin is where I gather mine. Once a month I take them a little further into the old craft, one part at a time.
Those on the list get in first. On 10 November the door opens for you twelve hours before it opens for anyone else, and the first hundred get a founding price.
A whole month on familiars: where they come from, how they find you, how they are kept, the rules and the workings.
The churchyard in old Nordic belief, how to go in and come home, working with your own dead, and the workings themselves.
Love magic as the black books wrote it: the history, the charms, the binds, and what each one asks of you.

The nine nights
When a spirit comes into a house, the first nine nights are the ones that matter. This is the little black book I give every new keeper: how to make its place before it arrives, what to say on the first night, what to give and what never to give, the signs it has settled, and what to do if you feel nothing at all.
Twenty pages, with a page of your own to print and keep by the vessel.
THE OLD CRAFT
The old craft is not something I keep behind glass. It lives in the bloodline and guarded knowledge I carry, in the spirits I work with, and in what I make with ash, iron, thread, bone and stone. Place, boundary, exchange and relationship run through it all.
Grimrunes is where I open part of that world to you. Not everything is shared. But there is a place to begin.
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The first five laws I was taught
Before my grandmother let me do a working alone, she made sure I knew the laws underneath it. Day One gives you those five laws, two small workings to begin with and a guided audio for your first night.
It takes one evening and costs $17. If it is not for you, write to me within 14 days and I will refund you.
I am Hazel. The craft I carry did not begin with me.
I am a witch of the North. My work grows from my family's inheritance, the Galdrahald Grimoire, and a practice that reaches far beyond the page. I work with spirits, prepare objects, and choose which parts of that knowledge to open.
There is tenderness in this craft, but also teeth. I have no interest in making it tame — or in asking you to leave the untamed part of yourself at the door.



