I affixed the crown of foxgloves and honeysuckle atop her dark head. Upon first contact the leaves spurred into life and twisted anew, forming a pulsating noose around her throat. The sunlight throbbed between the trees, in our enclosed tightness. Anything and everything grew here, for this was the lair of the Erl-Queen, who perched […]
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Thank you for sharing my story! 🙂 it’s very kind of you.
You have a great blog too, by the way! ^^
Oh thank you! Your story is amazing!
Reminds me of a poem we had to read for German, the Erlkönig, it was quite sad.
I love the German song it’s set too, so good