”Lovers and madmen have such seething brains.” ~A Midsummer Night’s Dream, William Shakespeare ”He who grasps the mental nature of the Universe is well..
Come, pilgrim. Rest here in my garish summer garden. I’ve just poured fresh moon-blood on rosemary in the name of the Cailleach, and I’ve nothing..
Ah, yes. I remember now. This righteous May moon is swelling between my ribs as it always does, lifting these aging breasts a bit higher..