Ms. Chief
In my first long sleep in ages
such dreams. Such strange sleeps.
Broom me a floorlit exfil.
Tag: Muse’s Mythos
Whispers on the wind and lesson’s learned, pieces of Muse’s story and wisdom from the characters, Mari and Persi.
Ajo & Osi
“I should like to find a feather,” said Osi.
Empahniviterafreh
May I lightly tread as a shadow traipses
![[ magnetic ] poetry](https://pslorcan.com/wp-content/uploads/2021/12/magnetic-poetry-1267.jpg)
[ magnetic ] poetry
like time [ it|self ]
another wonder|ful knot in the string
[ an|other ] stop
to be continued
Daisy Cutters & Dough
Buckle up, Babysitters…
Coven Door
How much love could a coven mother covet if a coven mother could covet love?
Moonrise, Mabon
The leaves are flying. ‘Tis the season. I feel like it’s time to get back to work, whatever it was.
A Haunter
Life’s pretty darn good a’hauntin’ around.
Nia’s Chart Table
Nia sat sipping coffee from a cup contemplating consequence and course layers at a time
Pilot Light
The skis stood outside
crossed by night in X’s
sapphire flames burning
in pyres of snow.