Shilo When I Was Young. The building may or may not be more structurally sound than pictured. Depends on how much capital investment my gofundme account builds up. Everything will be served in cups. Cups and spoons, that will be my entire inventory of serving accouterments.

The poetry blog of Theodora Goss. I called you, and you would not answer me. What power was it that trapped you in the oak? They blame me, saying I have cast a spell,. But even if I had that sort of knowledge,. I would not hold you. When I was young, a girl in Lyonesse,. Where all the peasants greeted me, or forests,. Where I could call the birds down from their nests,. My two braids swinging,. I found a wounded raven, lifted him,.