The Spirit of Faerie-tales


woman looking out over mountain dale
She stood by the window, enfolded by the music of November. A cold and gloomy wind threw the fallen leaves mercilessly throughout the garden while low-hanging grey clouds threatened with rain…

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Grandma’s Cup


cracked mug used as planter for clover
She found her in the kitchen, holding a cracked, old mug in her hands. A cloud of dark energy hovered overhead. A slow stream of hollow, grey spirits were moving towards it through the air. ”What happened, dear?” the woman asked worriedly. […]

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