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Requiescat

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 […]

Je vois de la lumière noire

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

À la Lune

The moon pours to the heart its white intimacy Of a vaporous dream where passes a beauty, And in the hollow paths where the freshness exhales Adds to the puddles some […]

Pangur Bán

Each of us pursues his trade, I and Pangur my comrade, His whole fancy on the hunt, And mine for learning ardent. – VIIIth century anonymous Irish Monk (translation Frank O’Connor) […]

In Flesh & Blood

The angels sing in a choir of sleep that won’t quiet the Beast within It’s Midnight in the tower of black, it’s 3am and the witches are back again In the […]

New Blood VIII

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

Pulvis et umbra sumus

Pulvis et umbra sumus (We are but dust and shadow) – Horace – Book IV, ode VI, v. 16 –

Petroglyphs III

Heiðrún, the goat on the hall that stands, eateth off Læráth’s limbs; the crocks she fills with clearest mead, will that drink not e’er be drained. – Grímnismál 25 –

Petroglyphs II

On the Ash Tree Yggdrasil […] Harts there are also four, Which from its summit, Arch-necked, gnaw. Dâin and Dvalin, Duneyr and Durathrôr. – Grímnismál 33 –

Fleur de Poussière

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 weighed down […]

Your ever true

Dearest, deeply loved Victoria, According to your wish, and by the urging of my heart to talk to you and open my heart to you, I send these lines […] I […]

She recited curses and spoke magic words

Circe, daughter of the Sun, recited curses and spoke magic words, worshipping unknown gods, with unknown incantations, by which she used to dim the face of the bright moon, and veil […]