Rose petals for breakfast, and rain showers, my new beauty regimen.
Category: Dreams
Liminal visions and whispers from the unseen, where night teaches the soul to listen.
Sparkling Night, Haloed
As soon as Your name is on my lips, with every breath I draw nearer to You.
Grass-Kissed
My skin sings alive with the air this twilight.
Cradled in His Hands
He has taken my heart’s desires and my experiences— my prayers— and spun them out into surprising gold.
Diana’s Answer
You threw the clay plate at my head and it hit the fae’s home just right, breaking into thirds. Message received loud and clear. He’ll be back but not any different.
From Invocation to Bat Kisses: An Instrumental Halloween Writing Playlist
When the air turns electric and the veil thins, beauty takes a darker bloom, no screams, no chainsaws, just the slow burn of imagination and the shiver of inspiration.
The Weight of Pride
I gratefully set that self-harming sword in His hands.
Omphē
Little stars wash the sky over—Her spine, bridge-of-lights—eyes climb.
Magic, Tangible
White flames of desire lick my soul into motion— a knowing from long ago.
Earth Angel Lesson of Night
You embody the ley line—ancient, from another time.
Moonlight Spiritus 