Tread lightly, she is near Under the snow, Speak gently, she can hear The daisies grow […] Coffin-board, heavy stone, Lie on her breast, I vex my heart alone, She is at rest. – Oscar Wilde – Requiescat –

This is the battle between day and night… I see black light. – Victor Hugo’s last words –

These New Blood posts have became a tradition. A simple post to share the latest creations.

The threshold to the seance parlour has not been crossed for many moons. The air is intoxicating, filled with the scent of a myriad of fainted roses, rich draperies staggered by the dust of time and the resinous memory of incense long gone. Reminding you of times that you could not possibly have known and, […]

The friendly folks at Hammer Films Ltd., the British specialists in horror flicks, have this thing about tiny glass vials. They’ll use a vial or two in almost every movie they make. Sometimes they have crystal vials, but mostly just your ordinary glass vial. The vials are handy for storing dehydrated blood from Count Dracula, […]

Niniane closed her eyes and tilted her face skyward. She breathed deeply, inhaling the silence and tranquility of the forest, feeling it soothe her. The air was pure, carrying a hint of the forest’s smells and the silent welcome of the ancient oaks. – Lady of the Lake – Jennifer Wherrett –

I have recently been interviewed by Sciences Occultes magazine. They turned it into a biography but I wanted to publish the whole content of the interview. Mainly because what I share there concerning my personal vision of magic and supernatural phenomenons means a lot to me. It is very long. You have been warned.