Faye Nightshade:
some magic is so old, it's hardly magic anymore - terry pratchett, hogfather
Faye Nightshade:
underneath the christmas lights
Faye Nightshade:
Britannia in winter | r e s c u e
Faye Nightshade:
s n o w f l a k e
Faye Nightshade:
Cherishville | Winter Song
Faye Nightshade:
come out and play
Faye Nightshade:
December Will Be Magic Again
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Travel Journal | I'll Be Here
Faye Nightshade:
it sifts from leaden sieves
Faye Nightshade:
Morgantina | nowhere to run
Faye Nightshade:
Butterfly
Faye Nightshade:
i know how to speak
Faye Nightshade:
Morgantina 36 BC
Faye Nightshade:
g h o s t s
Faye Nightshade:
p a i n t e d _ d e s e r t
Faye Nightshade:
Ludus Magnus | f i g h t
Faye Nightshade:
t h e _ r i d e r
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Travel Journal | Witherwood Thicket
Faye Nightshade:
Travel Journal | Hamilton Island
Faye Nightshade:
Travel Journal | t h e _ l a k e s
Faye Nightshade:
Cara Mia
Faye Nightshade:
awake my soul
Faye Nightshade:
circle of samhain
Faye Nightshade:
the silcence that remains
Faye Nightshade:
a fragile thing
Faye Nightshade:
Bête Noire
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Travel Journal | Witchcraft & Voodoo in New Orleans
Faye Nightshade:
shadows merge with light when all contrasts dissolve
Faye Nightshade:
a l o n e
Faye Nightshade:
and my heart beats above the streets
