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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New Blood IX
Another New Blood post to share the latest creations.
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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 –
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La poussière du jour et la cendre de l’heure
The dust of the hour and the ash of the day Fall down onto our hearts like a bitter rain, As in the fleeting day and ephemeral hour How much love and hope have […]
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