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Daily Archives: November 9, 2021
They came here (to Wildling Wood, in case you’ve only just joined us) to be alone, free from thrones and overbearing stepmothers and glass slippers and princes still thinking slaying the dragon is the right way to go. Hey, even the fairy godmother grows tiresome in the end. What … Continue reading
:: And suddenly the day’s cracked open like a broken storm,with me alone at center. :: In November, we poem. This one’s an aubade.