Mitzi Danielson-Kaslik

I will never be drawn to an Edgar

All that once remained in this kingdom was swept away by the Mystery of time

Last night I was invited to a poem.

A soft sound from our room

Just a teaser for what I'm writing after Uriel's Machine. It's requested, it strongly links to The Autumn Citadel.

Just for a moment

On my new street.

A creative description of the Apollo Foundation in Versailles

They would dance eternally