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In the Grotto – Part I

It was a very gloomy place at the end of the huge park. […] How sinister it must have looked on that chill autumn evening! […] Huge ancient pines stood out […]

Goblin Market

White and golden Lizzie stood,Like a lily in a flood,Like a rock of blue-vein’d stoneLash’d by tides obstreperously,Like a beacon left aloneIn a hoary roaring sea,Sending up a golden fire,Like a […]

Castel Pyramids

Room for every nightmare… A nightmare in every room […] Step into the « House Of The Long Shadows ». Where The Answer Awaits You – Or Does It? – Michael […]

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 […]

La couronne effeuillée II

J’irai, j’irai porter ma couronne effeuillée Au jardin de mon père où revit toute fleur ; J’y répandrai longtemps mon âme agenouillée : Mon père a des secrets pour vaincre la […]

La couronne effeuillée I

J’irai, j’irai porter ma couronne effeuillée Au jardin de mon père où revit toute fleur ; J’y répandrai longtemps mon âme agenouillée : Mon père a des secrets pour vaincre la […]

The one that never thought of me

“What business had I to think of one that never thought of me?” – Anne Brontë – Agnes Grey –

Pale, beyond Porch and Portal

Pale, beyond porch and portal, Crowned with calm leaves, she stands Who gathers all things mortal With cold immortal hands; […] She waits for each and other, She waits for all […]

The Empty House

See this house, how dark it is Beneath its vast-boughed trees! […] “Secrets”, sighs the night-wind, “Vacancy is all I find; Every keyhole I have made Wails a summons, faint and […]

Mon pays, c’est l’Hiver

My Country it is not a country, it’s Winter My Garden it is not a garden, it’s the Plain My Path it is not a path, it is the Snow My […]

A Faded Picture

Oh, I want to go back / To my happy place That disappeared from view / Such a long, long time ago It’s a faded picture / Hanging on my wall […]

The three Sisters

I want to make a confession, dear sisters. My soul is in pain. I will confess to you, and never again to anybody… I’ll tell you this minute. [Softly] It’s my […]