Nightwind’s home

Walking through the mist, she listens with her heart,
Searching for someone to touch her soul.
Shadows up ahead, hiding in the trees,
She’s young but she feels so very old.
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“Embrace death as a lover, for She alone can be your eternal bride”. (more…)

See me as the Sun on the mountaintop,
Feel me in the power of the seas.
Hear me in the laughter of the stream,
Power of nature, power of the trees.
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Child of the pure unclouded brow
And dreaming eyes of wonder!
Though time be fleet, and I and thou
Are half a life asunder,
Thy loving smile will surely hail
The love-gift of a fairy-tale.
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During the history of mankind we were given many prophets, each presenting us with a view of the present that would help us see farther into the future. We have called them brilliant geniuses or madmen, depending on whether their prophecies would come to pass.

Yet there’s a kind of prophecies that always come to reality. I’m sure that everyone here has collided in their life with such prophecies. No, I don’t mean the short-term predictable “prophecies” but real long term, categoric, ones. Well, some of you might have guessed, these are the so-called “self-fullfiling prophecies”. (more…)

Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary,
Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore,
While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping,
As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door.
” ‘Tis some visiter,” I muttered, “tapping at my chamber door —

Only this, and nothing more.”  (more…)

The rain was pouring down slowly over his window, in endless streams separating the outside from the inside, obscuring even the light that was fighting to penetrate into his room.

“The heaves cry”, his grandfather used to say in moments like these, but he wasn’t around anymore. (more…)