Undenied Steward
Keeper of the Dead
Possessor of the Way
Opener of the Door
My Guide Home
~~Thy Daughter
In the grip of creation - weaving new fairy-tales and poetry. Seems opening a vein would be easier at this point. I am exhausted but still my restless mind produces and my paper defies its whiteness gratefully with the plague of words, thoughts and ideas that flow from the tip of this enchanted stylus. So much is flowing I cannot seem to keep up. For I have offered up to the Opener of the Way and he has answered. I can only ride the tide of ink and beg to be stained unto my soul!
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