Lilyshade skull tracing the quiet loops and

tracing the quiet loops and twists that hold it fast

A single acorn cap

again and again

drawing the eye in the same way a half-heard sentence does

weaving spells with the power of the moon

Lilyshade skull tracing the quiet loops andThere is a pond, deep in the hollow, where the mist never lifts and the lily pads bloom all year long. No birds sing there, but frogs hum songs older than the forest itself, and the water never freezes, no matter how the frost creeps in. The villagers say a girl once lived beneath that pond not drowned, but dreaming. Her laughter still bubbles up on summer nights, and sometimes, if you're very still, you might catch the glint of something pink and