Fandoms

The Magician’s Repose

Down hollow ways that bear no title, Mired in the dust of ages, There sleeps a ragged wanderer, Dressed in shades of green. His crumpled coat and owlish countenance, Stand creased beneath the crescent stars, […]

Exclusives

Avalon Revisited

Around the lake- That emerald circle, Ringed by stones, The color of pitch, We waded through midnights, Silver passage, And strode together, Like two fleeting shades. Atop a ridge, Creased by roses, We watched the […]