• Night Ride

    Stopped within a pool of light
    From a gibbous moon that shone... more »

  • The Glade

    Strolling out one summers day - I chanced upon a glade
    And though I could not say, quite how - To the centre, I was bade
    I ventured slowly, glancing round - To see what tugged at me
    There beckoning, with whispers - Stood a silver Valkyrie... more »