martes, 2 de octubre de 2018

Verbas feiticeiras

Real magic can never be made by offering up someone else's liver. You must tear your own, and not expect to get it back. The true witches know that.
The Last Unicorn, Peter S. Beagle.

miércoles, 29 de agosto de 2018

Verbas feiticieras

I met a lady in the meads,
Full, beautiful - a faery's child,
Her hair was long, her foot was light,
And her eyes were wild.
La Belle Dame Sans Merci, John Keats

jueves, 28 de junio de 2018

Verbas feiticeiras

She wears darkness as a queen wears a crown: proud, confident, beautiful and, above all, meant only for her.
Sophia Carey.