Ifrit love
Fire. Spirit flies as the demons of selfishness scream to deaf ears. Divinity washes through; the still move yet movement is an illusion. MAGIC!!!! Passion weaves a storm of cosmic significance. And love is reborn.
Fire. Spirit flies as the demons of selfishness scream to deaf ears. Divinity washes through; the still move yet movement is an illusion. MAGIC!!!! Passion weaves a storm of cosmic significance. And love is reborn.
It has now been over a year since I began this … you know, I am not quite sure what to call it anymore. Hmmmm It started off as an adventure. Gradually it morphed in walk-about. Then it shifted into a whole new realm … maybe the world of dreams. But as a I ramble […]