"Lugh. We come together this day in celebration of the coming harvest and the ending of summer. We come to celebrate a funeral feast in memory of your foster-mother, Tailtiu." Taking the Greengrass ritual knife, I sliced my palm. Blood began to pool as I hovered over the corn dolls. "Please accept this sacrifice so that you allow Magic to bless the harvest and the coming winter. May this sacrifice please the funeral feast." Squeezing my palm, blood began to drip onto the corn dolls, soaking it in my blood. Setting the Greengrass ritual knife down, I picked up one doll at a time and gently handed them to each family member. 