Wednesday, May 13
by Daphne Twiesselmann
Once upon the time, a beautiful fairy organised a wondrous party to celebrate her birthday. People from various lands and horizons were invited and the castle that marked the end of the last mile was soon filled with minstrels, troubadours, fabulous performance artists, talented cooks, two spey wives, a giant, a wizard, and the good twin sister of Medusa. As the evening reached its momentum, the fairy princess fell into a trance and all who were present came to live one of those great shamanic experiences that one does not forget. Many were transfixed, a few were prompted to extrovert to the extreme, they all spoke in tongues and danced to unknown rhythms till the sun rose on a new day and appeased at last the minds of those transformed children...
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