‘I know what to do with you, Cyledr’ Gwyn hissed. ‘But first, tell me why you followed my bride last night ‘ ‘I wanted to take her back, that’s all. He told me to, Gwythyr. I’m one of his’. ‘Don’t you lie to me, son of Nwython’ Gwyn’s voice became steely, dangerous. ‘Don’t you dareContinue reading “Die for me”
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Lestat ‘ s recitative / Confession
Do you even knowThat life flowsLike blood does –Freely, subtly, invisiblyPassing throughRealms and times? Do you even knowThat death comesAs storm does –Swiftly, unexpectedly, gracefully,Cutting throughHistory’s silks and stones? Do you even knowThat nothing holdsAs fast as death does-Clasping to the heart,Grasping by the throat,Kissing till the last breath? Do you even knowThat eternity dancesInContinue reading “Lestat ‘ s recitative / Confession”
November canticle
I will leave no trace,Like the autumn rainI will sweep you off,And pain will be over.Finally. I will be gentle –As gentle can be,As a melodyThat flies above the clouds ,Glorious. I will be kind,As the spring sunThat makes the flowersBloom in the snowLovingly. I will be enchantingAs the old fairy taleGold-dusted,Full of memoriesOf magic.Continue reading “November canticle”
I remember
I remember…The longing,And windswept hair,I rememberThe yearningAnd rainwashed smile. I rememberThe tuneOf the lonely fluteCaught in a webIn the elder boughsOf the memory lane. I rememberThe voiceOf velvet and spiceI rememberThe eyesOf the deepest green. I rememberThe storiesThat came and went,Caught in a webIn the Hawthorn pathOf the memory lane. I rememberThe nameOf almonds andContinue reading “I remember”
Prends-moi
Il était une fois… A maiden lived in a village by the sea. Great was her beauty, so great that many a man came to the village to ask for her hand. Wealthy and poor, noble and fair, just and witty – all flocked to the village in pursuit of the maiden’s hand. None wasContinue reading “Prends-moi”
The Fall/ Ouvertures
…and autumn would creep in, like a maniac, eye all aglow, leaving rainy traces on the sidewalk, its patched up coat all shades of falling leaves. And it would smell of frankinscence, myrrh and cinnamon, coffee and cloves, with a dash of vanilla, just to put a damper on suspicion. And it would wear anContinue reading “The Fall/ Ouvertures”
Hades’s lullaby
ανάσα, σπορόφυτό μου,θα έρθει η ώρα,κοιμήσου, σπορόφυτό μου,θα σε φυλάω. ανάσα, σπορόφυτό μου,η νύχτα είναι ευγενική,Θα είμαι εδώ μέχρινα κοιμηθείς.* *breathe, my seedling,time will come,sleep, my seedling,i will guard you. breathe, my seedling,night is kind,I’ll be here until you slumber. Listen, seedling,Worlds collide,I am heWho stays forever. Little seedling,World is harsh,I am hereTo soothe andContinue reading “Hades’s lullaby”
Dream of the Endless
I am Dream of the Endless,I am beginning and end,Master of visions and nightmares,Lord of whispering realms. I am Dream of the Endless,I am the shadow and mist,Friend to the wise and the reckless,Undying and one to be missed. I am Dream of the Endless,The mighty, the healing, the curse,The one who consoles the restless,OrContinue reading “Dream of the Endless”
Morpheus
The king of dreams is on my mind. Again, as in these past weeks. Technically, he came by before I started on the Sandman, but I’ve found out he one of likes what Neil Gaiman did. ‘He’s gone quite far, that one, ‘he said, ‘And I am grateful ‘. He seems sad at times, pensiveContinue reading “Morpheus”
Oneiros
You know me well, or so you say.Each night I catch youBetween dreams and visions,Realities and realms. You know me, but you don’t know who I am.You have seen my name,You have heard my voice, perhapsOn the wind. You think you know me.Now, what do you know, exactly?You know I am called MorpheusAnd that isContinue reading “Oneiros”
Into the Unknown 