┋The legends speak of these spirits, these apparitions, accompanied by mythical creatures, deep within the forests. It’s the places where people go to never come out of, the remote parts where light makes its presence known once every century. And when they come, they come without a head – for to have a brain is to be human, and these spirits, they’re nothing but human. They are the forest made in shape.┋ Continue reading✤ The halcyon headless apparitions…
┋Some say the world will end in fire,
Some say in ice.
From what I’ve tasted of desire
I hold with those who favor fire.
But if it had to perish twice,
I think I know enough of hate
To say that for destruction ice
Is also great
And would suffice.┋ Continue reading✤ A Song of Fire and Ice