I was told this a while back, by an Ytene traveller. Sat quiet, like it weren’t meant for everyone. They said around the cross quarter days, the fire festivals, and Beltane. You don’t just watch the fires, you watch the people around them. There’s something about shadows. Most folk cast them ordinarily enough. Firelight catches them, throws them long across the ground, same as it should. That’s how it’s meant to be. A body in the light leaves its mark. But not all do. They sa

If there’s one certainty to everything in life it’s that time keeps ticking on. Amid the mad rush (or quiet stillness) of the everyday,...