The Winter Warrior

This is the latest of my photo compilations, called "The Winter Warrior". Alone and aloof through millennia the Winter Warrior has kept safe the souls of the weak. Through tempest and foul storm, blinding darkness and bitter cold she mourns her liege, her protector, her teacher, her love. She fears no beast or man. No … Continue reading The Winter Warrior

The Siren

The voice so sweet offering promises of untold pleasure for eternity. The desire to follow the siren's song, to rest in peace under God's violent waves. The bells are tolling, the voices are calling, the seventh wave approaching............ How sweet the siren's song, how temping her call.

The Midnight Mourner

She waits, under the glow of every full moon. lillies long since useful. Waiting. The desire for her long dead lover suffocating every last breath within. Through seasons changes and ages past she still returns. Always under the full moon. Always at midnight. Only to fade as smoke into the cold darkness. A whisper on … Continue reading The Midnight Mourner