Where the light falls on the path in the dark wood, in the quiet of the night, in the hush of morning- is where we remember we are kin with night and light, shadow and the dawn. Looking up, see the ancient rune… to continue see Patreon link:

Where the light falls on the path in the dark wood, in the quiet of the night, in the hush of morning- is where we remember we are kin with night and light, shadow and the dawn. Looking up, see the ancient rune… to continue see Patreon link: