Dear Michael, No words can properly express or convey my inner most feelings, the impact and passion you have affected upon my heart, my soul. My dearest, my love, I exist in torture… Continue reading
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The white crackling crunched under her boots and as she walked, the mist from her breath took form as ghostly shapes, messages, hidden symbols which she decoded in the dark recesses of her… Continue reading
I was four years old when I realised what my true nature was. To me , that way of life was everything – my whole family existed in that sphere. It wasn’t a… Continue reading
Beth was drawn to water and quite certain that she had once been a sea maiden; a selkie with glistening silver fins. They were far from the sea yet for a time she… Continue reading
As the winter months began to wane, Vincent instructed a London gardener to design an ambitious hedge maze to be cultivated at the front of the Withering estate. The children, who were ordered… Continue reading
