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La Petite Danseuse

Even this heart of mine has something artificial. The dancers have sewn it into a bag of pink satin, pink satin slightly faded, like their dancing shoes. – Edgar Degas –

When on a Summer’s Morn I wake

When on a summer’s morn I wake, And open my two eyes, Out to the clear, born-singing rills My bird-like spirit flies. […] And when Time strikes the hour for sleep, […]

New Blood V

To many North American Native people, the pine tree is a symbol of wisdom and longevity. For some, its needles and sap protect people from illnesses, witchcraft and more. Among the […]

Wreathing a band to bind us to the Earth

A thing of beauty is a joy for ever: Its loveliness increases; it will never Pass into nothingness; but still will keep A bower quiet for us, and a sleep Full […]

No Silver Crucifix

I don’t want to live in this world There are too many vampires in this world No silver crucifix could fix This old world – without you – King Dude – […]

I bring you Gold and Silver Moons

Girl with the burning golden eyes, And red-bird song, and snowy throat: I bring you gold and silver moons, And diamond stars, and mists that float. I bring you moons and […]

Bespoke is an adjective for anything commissioned to a particular specification. It may be altered or tailored to the customs, tastes, or usage of an individual purchaser. Origin: The word “bespoke” […]

Sorcellerie

Frau Gaubenslosher was strongly suspected of witchcraft. […] And it must be confessed appearances were against the Frau. In the first place, she lived quite alone in a forest. This was […]

Like slithers of a Fallen Moon

Lightlessness. Each man’s hands clutch at spears and amulets. My own fill with hacksilver, its small grey fragments like slithers of a fallen moon – Laura Webb – Coda, from An […]

A tyrant Spell has bound me

The night is darkening round me, The wild winds coldly blow; But a tyrant spell has bound me, And I cannot, cannot go. […] Clouds beyond clouds above me, Wastes beyond […]

A Storm of Swords

Soon comes the cold, and the night that never ends. – George R.R. Martin – A Storm of Swords –

The Gray turns Gold

There is a woodland witch who lies […] The dragon-flies, brass-bright and blue, Are signs she works her sorcery through; Weird, wizard characters she weaves Her spells with under forest leaves […]