In the Garden of SoulsIn the Garden of Souls Amour Est Mort (My Love is Dead)In the Garden of Souls
"We no longer have sinews keeping the bones and flesh together, but once the life-force has departed from our bones, all is consumed by the heat of fire, and the soul slips away like a dream..."
Anticlia to Odysseus Odyssey 11.219, Homer
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What if you slept,
And what if, in your sleep you dreamed? And what if, in your dream,
you went to heaven and there you plucked a strange and beautiful flower? And what if, when you awoke,
you had the flower in your hand?
Dryad
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Paul G.
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