Caer Ochren/ Maze of mirrors

Stand here, on the edge of reason, watch reflections dance and die. Broken mirrors of your conscience will reflect both day and night. Night is long, and day is longer, long the patience of Arawn. Be prepared to lose your bearings, be prepared to be let down. Caer Ochren never lets go, maze of mirrorsContinue reading “Caer Ochren/ Maze of mirrors”

Godspouse/ Mother, oh mother

Mother, oh mother, i dreamed of the Hunt. Riders in mist, riders all clad in grey. Mother, oh mother, I dreamed of the Hunt. Riders like shades, riders all flying by. Mother,oh mother, I dreamed of the Hunt. Wind in their hair, wind howling loud. Mother, oh mother, I dreamed of the Hunt. Wind swirlingContinue reading “Godspouse/ Mother, oh mother”

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