The Numinous Weavings of a Catholic Author & Editor
I have borne the brunt of battles which were never my own, I have taken leadership when no true heroes were left to be found, I have stood up through the longest night of winter and survived. I am the last lord of the direwolves, the last kin of ghosts.
“What have you done? By the all the gods, what have you done to the poor girl?” “Dearest … More
Tyrion entered Sansa’s chamber gingerly, not wanting to make her uneasy by his presence. He simply wanted to see … More
Tossing, turning, and the night falling heavily, like a think mantle of northern cloth. There was no moonlight, not … More
Avellina Balestri Writes 