Death has […] the clothes of a poet and the smile of your best friend. She wears a top hat for fun, her Ankh necklace for power, and carries a big […]
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Key to Hell
There must be a Hell. A place for demons. A place for the damned. Hell is Heaven’s reflection. Heaven’s shadow. They define each other. There must be a Hell for without […]
Read MoreLa Flamme & le Lys
Au pied de la falaiseOù du soleil apparaissentLes glorieuses armures du peupleRevendiquant enfin son dûLa révolte débutéeMaintenant ravive la flammeDu désir de la véritéEt d’avenir libre et justeUne éternité achevéeSe dresse […]
Read MoreDea Marica
Dea Marica was a Roman Goddess associated with swamps, salt-marshes and bogs. She was considered the Goddess of enchantment & spellcraft, the wild woods, salt-marshes and their abundant wildlife.Her name is […]
Read MoreThe Key to the Secret Garden
It was an old key which looked as if it had been buried a long time.Mistress Mary stood up and looked at it with an almost frightened face as it hung […]
Read MoreLa Clef d’Argent
Then, one night, his grandfather reminded him of a key. The grey old scholar […] spoke long and earnestly of their ancient line, and of the strange visions of the delicate […]
Read MoreNew Blood XI
Another New Blood post to share the latest creations.
Read MoreSkínfaxi
Allfather * took Night, and Day his son, and gave to them two horses and two chariots, and sent them up into the heavens, to ride round about the earth every […]
Read MoreLorsqu’au cœur des ténèbres s’embrasera la dague
« When in the heart of darkness the dagger will be set ablaze, follow the wand and the key will come to you » They remembered this ancient adage when in the […]
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« When in the heart of darkness the dagger will be set ablaze, follow the wand and the key will come to you » They remembered this ancient adage when in the […]
Read MoreOne by one we go into the Dark
Make of me a weapon, make me a vessel of proofOne by one we go into the darkThe movement itself is the only truth – Spectral Wound – Woods from Which […]
Read MoreSummer Solstice
Run laughing towards the serpent’s jaws, where England meets the sea Breathe in the old dreams of the dead that travel on the winds A taste of salt, of love, of […]
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