ritual

«Noemi» They marched in lockstep as the deep pulsing throb of great drums was thrown back from the walls of the ancient caldera. Carrying their load down the rocky path that zigzagged down to the center of the extinct crater. There, the ceremony would find its completion. A ceremony none...

«What I Don't Know» What I don't know is what’s killing me the most. The nails clink on their chain as I raise myself up. Made especially for me – freshly forged, they were still warm to touch when I picked them up. Each of the spikes now slotted through a link on that chain. Slender, sharp...

[ a little fairytale of a story which will twist its way to the kind of end such tales have. The ingredients are all in the pot, such as kings and quens and knights and frogs, good and bad but it still needs some stirring. Though no dwarves or dragons - but fire, and, of course crosses. That...