Samhain. The night when the veil between the worlds is thinnest. The night on which we set an extra plate on the table for those who are no longer with us, and the sons of Oberon walk the streets. For the Celts it was also the beginning of the dark half of the year, the… Lees verder The Dark Half
Outside it was cold and it rained. Of course it rained. A miserable November day. I was 21 in 2004 and had never been away from home for longer than three weeks. When I got on the plane, my heart felt heavy as a brick. Even though summer waited on the other side. I was… Lees verder Carn the mighty Hawkes!