Where once there was a Witch~

[ashtoreth]

Back when tigers smoked tobacco, I had the desire and the eloquence to post parts of my life here; to share in common creative endeavours; and to see what could come to fruition in this vast, new digital landscape.

Then winter hit. Not a real-world winter, but a winter in the soul that slowly froze any sense of self and creativity to near absolute zero. The past years have been a trial of navigating uncertain territory. Hell, my darlings, is not fire and brimstone. It is frozen and dark, sharp of tooth and claw, and will leave you bloodied and frozen in place.

The winter wood is uncertain territory. Flood-eaten paths may deliver you to within the reach of Stay Belows, trap you in mud-mire maze. There is no easy treading. No way through without being reminded that this cold season holds a thousand sharp-toothed mouths.
~Hookland

Fortunately, there have been allies to offer silver-threads of sanity on this journey. In following this shimmering path, light has begun penetrating the coldness and numbness. Spring is about the light of lengthening days as the young sun climbs her northerly path. Warmth, hopefully, shall follow.

When the land is pulled between winter and spring - all exposed wooden bones, fields still shivering at worry of further snow - it creeks, cracks and releases ghosts. Snowbells ring at passing phantoms. Wrens sing of the joys of those spirits who have escaped the soil. #CLNolan
~Hookland.

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Today's allies:

Co-Star: Today you're able to face your past logically and understand it for what it was. These moments let you notice your progress with clarity. You can trust the feeling. 

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The Ultimate Luxury~

Enjoy your weekend. Smell a tree, read a book, think with the cards for yourself, and look at your hands. What do you tinker with?

Keep going.

Camelia Elias