„We will find a way“
needs the earth beneath our feet
not to burn
not to be torn apart
but to flourish
to let the path
which we could hope along
grow.
„These were the darkest days that I have ever witnessed“, I am telling my witch.
The historical horror of being alive
„We will find a way“
needs the earth beneath our feet
not to burn
not to be torn apart
but to flourish
to let the path
which we could hope along
grow.
„These were the darkest days that I have ever witnessed“, I am telling my witch.
About the historical horror of living. Drafting my witching novel. Chasing dark, forgotten and haunted tales. View more posts