My Goblins
A joyful elf dances in my heart. He paints with champagne the grey hours of doubt.
A joyful elf dances in my heart. He paints with champagne the grey hours of doubt.
The evidence is often tricky. What pops in your eyes makes you blind.
Erquy, year 1961. When I was twelve, I made my first body outing.
We flew all night, in the morning the wolf did not eat us.
Time travel, parallel worlds: my first steps in infra-temporality
So many things you can see in the beautiful eyes of a cat!
A great joy. That is my life. Who hasn’t always been so.
When a wizard gives you a gift of power, do not refuse it. Just give thanks, bag it and run.
Heirs of the Tuatha De Danaan, the scouts of the Wolf Clan still practice the mysteries of Isis
There are many doors to get to other worlds. Sometimes they are visible.
The diktat of “be available” poisons the life of the warrior of light
So many people seek glory, the warrior does not care.