Night on Bald Mountain (with apologies to Macbeth) When the moon is befogged and the wolf howls on a moonless night, beware, my friends. Somewhere in the night evil is at work and play. In the dense forest a small cottage of black stone stood in a clearing. Gray, dead wood, in the … Continue reading The Sorceress’ Brew
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