Blodeuwedd

This is a collaboration with the very talented writer, We share an interest in Welsh mythology, along with literature. His words are beautiful, as always -

Thanks, my friend - I enjoyed doing this with you.


"O fairest maid of times flown by,
you came to be one autumn day,
to wed a man who had been cursed
to lead his life sans human wife.
From blooming buds of ochre broom,
his uncle wove your braided hair,
and let the breeze be your curls' comb
and spread your scent across the air..."

Please read and fave the complete work here:

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Credits

Background
Woman
Owl
Flowers
Brushes