Mantle of Dreams
Winter must be setting in. At last. I love the quiet shelter of the dark, cold nights. Fertile soil is this time of the soul... a time to spin dreams of silk and satin and faerie tale wings. Shhhh ~ listen ~ the Knock at the Duir calls ~
2 Comments:
This is lovely. Thankyou.
You are welcome Herhimnbryn :)
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