Cast a Spell
Enjoying combining fractals with my art
The following poems are randomly selected from part B of the Garden series.
If you are patient, the whole story may appear. There is a doorway on this site, that will open to the poetry collection, both in context and complexity.
QuietudeThe Eleven broke camp, all was quiet.
XenophobiaXenophobia rages throughout the Highlands,
Path of the Highlands (A Letter from Emalf)Revenge is sweet, so they tell me. I felt a rush of fear, exploding in every heart and soul of the Niknogard. Yet, fear is an added edge when mixed with vengeance.
HumourMisty rides upon Antis's great shoulders,
OversightI walk a very tender and fragile edge,
Kindaal's LureThe sole surviving Wigrae returned,