Reflected/Photography/poetry

…be brilliant

by allowing others to see their own beauty,

reflected in your eyes… Continue reading Reflected/Photography/poetry

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The Dawn of the Dream

It was a risk, for there certainly were rumors of those who had gone in the direction of the white mountains-had gone but not returned. The brave few who courageously dared enter the dense forest had eventually turned back, straggling home with awful stories of low crawling creatures in those woods, things that caused nightmares. Amhain laughed out loud to think of their nightmares. What did they know of true nightmares, after all? The Mother of all nightmares had visited itself upon his world what seemed so long ago that it was as in another lifetime. Such a twisted event had born the cloak of darkness which fathered his own Grand Nightmare, the one that repeated itself again and again, for so many nights that he had lost count. Continue reading The Dawn of the Dream

Little Crow/Friends in Paradise

When I first decided to write this post, it followed a conversation with a blogging friend Lara trace hentz. She is a wonderful writer, friend of the Earth and its indigenous peoples, and a conscientious objector to the suppression of the … Continue reading Little Crow/Friends in Paradise

The Meek Shall Lead/Forever Never

Something white flashed across the flickering firelight, and the air around them smelled of lavender as the white dove flew up over their heads and disappeared into the night. A warmth greater than the fire filled them, the warmth of a love they had forgotten since their nightmare began. Eagna would have wept to see Eolas smiling again… Continue reading The Meek Shall Lead/Forever Never