*Spell Book*

!!ANNOUNCEMENT!! I need 60 poets to read at Harvest Fest: We need 30 poets each day over two days to read for six minutes each. Th...

In Search Of Light: In the deep dark mejik I fell under tonight, There were ghosts and miseries, Plans I could never see. The window...

A little childhood mejik for you to ponder on: Woolgatherers Rule: You feel the chills running down your spine, Wave after wave and h...

Just a playful little thing I posted for some friends in the Gothicverse, the kind with white fangs and long black capes with red silk linin...

The darkness of Mercurial Retrograde affects the casting of spells, leaving the Blogverse in the darkness of a mejikless night. No Whizzyrd...

An interesting *spell* cast by a true Star Whizzyrd in the *Monotnussverse*. See how a cheap scrying glass can take you to the far reaches o...

Explosive Sand: Well over one hundred miles long, And you can see at least five without too much trouble, All this sand along the wate...

The Sixth Canticle: Long hours in betwixt braziers and glowing skulls, The stars lie in their appointed hour, As a comet falls furious ...

Firefly & Sulfur Mejik: Lights that sparkle in the night, Time is slow and easy, Cottonwood seed drifts across skies, Barbecue fla...

Happy Birthday To The Wordsmith Life is a page, Yet to be written, It's all in what you see, Claim the letters of happiness, For...

* A note for any Whizzyrds from the Grand Control of the Blogverse Council *: I used a *CHANGE TEMPLATE* spell to correct the *Scrambliz...

A place out there in the eythre I need to *Spelleport* to: Kessler's Whizzyrd Spell Recording House For the retention of *greenspells* ...

Becoming Druid: You walk under the stars and changing skies, The scent of the Mother slowly invades your heart, Reaching in with tears ...

*POOF* Good to be back here in my mejikal little corner of the *Blogverse*. I've been working hard at becoming a Drued. A Healer of the ...

Through The Door: I walked through the door, There were cotton candy clouds, Lost in a blast furnace orange sky, Stick figure birds g...

For now, please use the LEFT archive link...thank you.

Interesting mess I seem to have going on in the past scroll library...the *Archive* spell has gotten a bit twisted out of alignment.

I just crafted a new spell for a friend of mine, the Green Witch...not only was it her *Nativity Day* very recently, she also sent me a spec...

I've been busy over in the *Monotnussverse* again casting local *WIND* spells upon the electronic breeze. So far the effects are small,...

Psychodelica Ballisticus: Burn the golden motes of dreams under my eyelids, Washed in pressure lights from the flaming dark void, Clock...