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𝓵𝓲𝓽𝓽𝓵𝓮 𝓼𝓸𝓷𝓰𝓫𝓲𝓻𝓭
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The birds are flying home. Celtic tales of birds and beasts. By ash, oak, and thorn. A little songbird flying upon winds and mists, floating feathers in the sky. Writer. Poet. Celtic Druidic Witch. A fairy beneath sacred oaks.
Pinned
Through a life of devotion,
I've been quelling
my urges to burst.
I've been fighting the notion
to, by love, be coerced.

I should have known
not to give in...
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I have never been involved in anything specific. I just float lightly about
January 7, 2026 at 5:52 AM
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she has
fallen in love
with the idea of
f e a t h e r s

#poetry
January 2, 2026 at 4:49 AM
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The first sunrise of the year, the first meal, the first visit to a parent… the promise of a fresh start.
January 1, 2026 at 8:49 PM
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Set an intention. Bid farewell to what no longer serves you.
January 1, 2025 at 5:37 AM
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Ready for a rebirth.
January 2, 2025 at 1:07 AM
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December 26, 2025 at 7:28 PM
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The Devil's Bird.
They go out and hunt the wren, the old trickster and king of the birds, today, on St Stephen's Day.

And so, we go to Ireland in our 27th #Yulefolklore tale and meet one, too – read how that goes below!

🎨 Rosamund Fowler
December 26, 2025 at 4:05 AM
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A reminder that even on the darkest nights, dawn will always follow.
December 14, 2025 at 5:08 PM
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Meditating on the flight of time.
December 22, 2024 at 12:44 AM
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Embrace the magic that the darkness bears.
December 22, 2024 at 12:25 AM
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I am part of earth and earth is part of me.
December 22, 2024 at 12:47 AM
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BLESSED YULE AND HAPPY SOLSTICE TO THOSE WHO CELEBRATE 🌲🕯️🌟

THE SUN IS GONNA COME BACK
December 21, 2025 at 3:55 PM
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the hardest time of year, and the softest too, which makes it so unbearable... be kind
December 19, 2025 at 7:05 PM
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Celebrate your holidays like the old ones would.
Hide inside your mossy haunted cottage in the forest, delve for secrets in arcane books, and blame goblins for your problems.
December 21, 2025 at 8:00 PM
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Krampus is overrated, my favourite Christmas characters are the mob of bird cultists and the Christmas Baphomet.
December 19, 2025 at 5:23 PM
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After Samhain by James Pearson
November 6, 2025 at 4:59 PM
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I love Fall. The crisp air, the radiant colors, the bleak realization that everything dies
September 25, 2023 at 5:27 PM
A quiet freedom in healing rebellion.
November 6, 2025 at 2:57 AM
I miss you, Dad.
The first year after a death is always the most difficult, most tender, the most raw...because every holiday, every birthday, every singular significant event is "the first _______ without you."
November 2, 2025 at 1:34 AM
The first year after a death is always the most difficult, most tender, the most raw...because every holiday, every birthday, every singular significant event is "the first _______ without you."
November 2, 2025 at 1:34 AM
Although I ruthlessly adore Halloween, I am always wistful to see October go...
November 1, 2025 at 3:22 AM
The harvest is here, time to don your vegetables.
October 31, 2025 at 7:50 PM
Another new day, another fresh horror.
October 26, 2025 at 1:43 AM
It really has been a hell of a year.
October 19, 2025 at 2:10 AM