The Inbetween
Blinking open bleary eyes, the girl rises from her slumber, nestled in the In Between, she sees the lies she lived before, lies not made with twisted intension, not lies of evil and malice,...
Author: Mehalah
When The Call Came
When the call came, and the wind whistled through the trees at just the right time, the gypsy girl died. But before the call came, the Gypsy girl was severed, severed from the beating...
Chapter 1 – The Child and Her Graveyard
The Child knew of only one wolf. She never told anyone about him, and she didn’t know his name, nor did she know much about where he’d come from. In fact, at the age...
When Was The Day?
When was the day? When was the day when I started to care, about the grass stains on my clothes? And when was the day I started to cringe, At the mud marks on...
The Death of Living
Shadows on the wall, Fill the spaces you left behind. Echoes in my heartbeat, A thud for every tear. Each breath becomes a step, A step between me, And the space I last saw...
What Are You?
I believe Westen culture have performed miracles in the advancement of modern medicine. I also think they’ve gotten it devastatingly wrong. What are we? In western culture especially, we are taught we are one...
I See Dead People
I would like to preface this blog by stating that my experience with mediumship is mine alone. The reality I live, and the truths I encounter are not universal. I am not writing this...
Principals of Healing
There is no one right way to heal. Hell, some people never do (no issue with that – it just ain’t their path). And I want to preface this blog by making it clear...
The Girl Who Cried For The Wolf
My Mission: The world’s getting pretty dark. It feels as if history continues to repeat itself. I felt helpless for a while, unable to do anything but watch as the world continued burning itself...