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- Häftad, Engelska, 2014
211 kr
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- Häftad, Engelska, 2014
211 kr
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- Häftad, Engelska, 2014
211 kr
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- Häftad, Engelska, 2014
198 kr
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- Häftad, Engelska, 2014
211 kr
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- Häftad, Engelska, 2016
209 kr
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- Häftad, Engelska, 2017
184 kr
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- Häftad, Engelska, 2013
336 kr
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- Häftad, Engelska, 2013
335 kr
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- E-bokEngelska, 2013
74 kr
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Slender Silver Birch whispered secrets to a flock of noisy sparrows, arrowing like darts into the depths of ancient twisted limbs; the last leaves clinging stubbornly, shaken loose circling, drifting down to join their sibling on the earth to begin the journey to mulch-hood.
It was cold but the sounds of nature were undiminished; a ravens caw, a kookaburras contagious chuckle and the sweet, melodic call of a thrush echoed across the garden to the silent group sitting beneath the canopy of branches, soaking up the suns last warmth before winters final grip held the earth in stasis.
Flora, Samantha, Maeve and the group who had assembled around them were tired and confused, not knowing if the outcome of their ritual, woven with the intention to locate Sybille on Samhain eve had been successful and knowing that much rode on it.
They had all witnessed things they could not put name to and so much more had to their frustration, been hidden from sight as they stood backs turned to the events unfolding in the circle.
Who was the small creature, Maeve saw watching her with such cold intensity? Where did Bethan go in that brief moment she vanished? Who are the enigmatic Dark Fae, waiting in the wings for any of them to make just one small slip?
dare you walk the between, in the places unseen will you dare to engage with your shade will you walk, will you stray senses lost on the way with the mists calling home will you wander alone dare you walk the between unafraid
the story continues after the Samhain Rite
- Häftad, Engelska, 2013
335 kr
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- E-bokEngelska, 2013
74 kr
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continue the journey with Beth, Sam, Flora and Maeve as they continue the search for Sybille who mysteriously vanished 18 months agoArianwen speaks of Magicks and the landMagick feeds the land and the land feeds our Magicks, she sang. Humankin have forgotten to believe and so our power diminishes, as too will the essence of the Mother. Soon they will wonder why their earth realm is suffering dire change and in turn so must they. Change or die; like us disappear into the threads beyond time. This realm will only be inhabited by those who appreciate their own powers of co-creation with the Mother and with us and who have the ability to project in all directions to restore the earth plane they believe is reality. It is only one among many but which will they chose as their truth; one with anger, revenge, regret, fear and deceit or a planet where light and the Mothers Magicks return to empower the land again, and the tears of the small creature dried and the Maker was gone.she was otter, dragonfly, leaf sprite, a breath of air, a droplet of water vapour, a tidal pool of emotion. She knew no differentiation between herself and all that is for she was all that isthe journey continues - Häftad, Engelska, 2014
335 kr
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- E-bokEngelska, 2014
74 kr
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long awaited sequel to Warp and Weft journey now on theSilken Web wherethe Wheel of the year has turned twice since Sybille disappearedmysteriously and the women charged with fi nding her have grownbeyond recognition, as has the group who gathered from allrealms to helpSam fl ew through the Aethers, unfettered, free of all humanburden and pain. A cool, fragrant wind, ruffl ed long fl ight quills,all memory gone, of who or what she was, had been or ever wouldbe, in that moment. Carried under a cloak of musky-sweet feathers;safe, a gentle recall emerged of warm arms and soft down.Then, something was pulling at her, tugging at her mindinsistently; Sam, she heard. Sam, come back, its not your timeto leave.An acrid odour seared her nostrils; offensive, as burnt feathersor hair and she fought to maintain her blissful fl ight away from therealms of pain and dark matters.A voice grew stronger, this one deeper, a masculine melodictone; Morgan sang to her, calling her back Life is a struggle whenwe see through the veil hands become fragile; skin fair and pale. Comehome from the dreaming come back to this place, nows no time to travel,come home from this space. You are a dreamer, one who sees true memoriesawaken feathers blue-black hue. Free fl ying falling then higher yousoar, come home from your dreaming there is more so much more.Come with them on the next stage of the search as Sam learnsdisturbing and heartbreaking things about her passage through theBetween.
