When she dances (poem)

When she dances, she connects to something raw and real To something so primal that she has long time feared. It moves through her, and it feels like she loses all control But she knows that it guides her slowly back to her soul. When she dances, the world is still, and everything disappears But... Continue Reading →

Hurt people are like roses (short story)

There once was a girl with long green hair. She liked to travel, sometimes by foot, and sometimes with her heart and mind. In her journeys, she connected to magical worlds and wise beings who shared their knowledge with her; this helped her to discover herself. This story is about one of those journeys. The... Continue Reading →

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