Return of the moonlit sylph

It was yesterday, on the 6th Jan. coincidentally, when I was glancing over the books in a charity shop that I saw a softback copy of “Nemesis” on the shelf above me. (As a Hobbit goddess, I sometimes construct the world in terms of the dimensions of where things are in relation to my immediate

Nos Liberavit

“the maiden’s voice soars and plunges as she elongates the siren call” Image “Midnight Harp” courtesy of Esmira