You are deep in a northern forest covenanting with spirits that lift into mist from an ancient tarn. They show

[My fan fic about Pearl Prynne, a fey character from Nathaniel Hawthorne’s novel The Scarlet Letter.] 1650 – 1662 Rain

Through our tears, we see rainbows. — Mescalero Apache saying See the scrawny kid with gimpy leg and cross-eyes shoveling

We will know what humankind was when the last person has spoken. – Wm James In the end, humanity became

First Tenet Blood is the oath of dark nothing. Second Tenet Appalled witness of life, blood invents death. Third Tenet

The horse faces forward in a deep hour. Silent and attentive, it wears a ghostly mask that doesn’t hide the