…With gossamer threads, she spun the fabric of dreams …
entwining each strand into richly coloured tapestries.
And so tales of myth and magical things became the fruits of her loom … 93 more words
**As first mentioned on March 21st**
For the next little while I’m going to be busy building up a new backlog of material to post on Fridays, amidst the other stuff I’m working on, so for the next few weeks I’m going to satisfy myself to simply post a drabble a week. 142 more words
An eastern drone carries a secret invocation up in to a sun bleached sky, soundtracking a sequence of visuals – Isis at Luxor, lightning striking, a magus standing before a portrait of Aleister Crowley, lava erupting, a lizard hatching from a cracked egg. 40 more words