Dreams, Demons and Frost Flowers

Colourful flowers graced her bright white nightie and she glided with an angelic aura, as she made way through the light, the brilliance of it keeping me from opening my eyes, carrying her daughter in her arms, smiling, playing, laughing, smiling again with eyes full of gratitude. “What were you like?” Like the morning star.... Continue Reading →

Epilogue to Her Fancies

In her childhood Beth often listened to her granny’s wondrous tales, as she rested on a cot under the starlit skies... “...and the fox turns into a huge gourd, it slopes down swiftly through the dense jungles to reach me...” Nine times out of ten she fell asleep before the story ended; her night a... Continue Reading →

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