Andi Marchal, Authorさんのイラストまとめ

"The boundaries which divide Life from Death are at best shadowy and vague. Who shall say where the one ends, and where the other begins?" ~ #EdgarAllanPoe born otd 1809
His influence immeasurable. His macabre horror has thrilled readers and inspired writers, including this one.

"The things that make me different are the things that make me, me." ~ A.A. Milne

How much less wise, whimsical and wonderful our lives would have been without the writing of A.A. Milne, born otd 1882.
#WinnieThePoohDay
#WinnieThePooh
#HappyBirthdayAAMilne
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So many different images of #Cinderella have appeared over time. This one is by the artist(s) Safir Rifas. I love the dark fairy tale atmosphere of this. Titled: Cinderella: Black and White.
#FairyTaleTuesday
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#FairyTales

At the conclusion of Yule, in the new year, folks shared a toast of Wassail. In England (and at my house) this form of mulled wine was also served in other places in various forms. Scots call it "hot pint" and it is used in a toast to prosperity.
#FolkloreThursday
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It was an impulsive kiss
Under stars so cold
In the manic moment I knew
Our demise was foretold
You would leave on the wandering winds
Embrace your freedom at last
Escaping the ghosts we both conjured
In our dark & haunted past
#Erotica280
#NRRTG
#PenPixels
#WritingRomanceLines

American illustrator, Trina Schart Hyman, illustrated more than 140 children's books. These illustrations are from her 1983 re-telling of Little Red Riding Hood.

#FairyTaleTuesday
#LittleRedRidingHood
#TrinaSchartHyman
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Ooooo, but wi woman cannot abide dat haughty one. Erzulie, so beautiful, rich ina her ways. She maintains her air of innocence while seducing every man who comes her way. Wi cannot abide her, but wi love her. Fi ina de end she knows wat wi suffer an cries our tears.
#satsplat

Listen~

Let your spirit rise
In the serenity of winter
Rings an ode to joy reprise

#zenverse
#vsspoem
#poetry
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Why they coupled us as partners was beyond my understanding. The dark angel and light swaying together to the music. What might have turned into a terpsichorean terror became our own dance of passion.

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His eyes like autumnal pools
From golden to rotting brown
Changed from glass to jewels
He spoke of the unfaithful sun
With wondering eyes silent I stood
"This belongs to you...it has begun.”
Memories withering I was bereft
My blood could save this land
The last sacrifice left
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