spit, mixed with dirt – muddy words flow
through the damp wood dim and heavy, humid with the tears of Danu’s children from ere they dwelt in their mounds, where betwixt and ‘tween the misty veils lies a fortress forbidding bare and stark built of black mud, river boulder, bone and feather… Continue Reading “Shadowfell (A Collaboration)”
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Art Consignments in Ninilchik, Alaska
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