The Word of Baptism

Shadow cradles us.

The fire washes us clean.

Blood of my blood, be washed clean of the filth in you.

Be made pure in our fires.

Know its warm embrace.

Know the purity of its intent.

 By this blood and ash be known,

-Name of the Baptized-,

the child of my Fires and my Shadows.

Hallowed are the children of the Flame.

Hallowed is the Triune.