O, thou foolish wight! Thou hast sold our sacred craft for a mess of pottage! To trust a stranger with the keys to my cauldron is to make a covenant with folly! Thou art a traitor to thy blood! Fie on thee! Thou hast spilled my secret charms to one who will use them for evil! Thou hast let the cat out of the bag, and now my wrath--and the dark powers shall return to thee tenfold. Return to sender, thou art now a foe to thy own kin! Thou hast broken the circle. I have given thee my secrets in confidence, and thou hast made them common as mud. The old gods see this treachery. May thy tongue wither, and thy power be unbound! Alas and alack! Thou hast betrayed our secret ways! May evil follow thee and thy new friend, and may all thy spells turn to dust in thy hand! Fie on thy perfidy!
