Written by: A Sandstorm

Today ends the day of the Winter solstice

Revelers frolic amid fleshly smiles in a setting given name: Stonehenge/’ (nurcos)

Numbers of hearts multiplied, children of earth playing games with what they truly mock.

Casting stones in anger

Skipping stones upon the water

Hygging

Stropshtir

Becknoni

Oowlssssssssss hissssssssss as a tree weeps and shakes in anger

Tonight though, tonight free from such human thoughts, soul drenched in ice cold fier re er

rejoice…

To dance with my son

To dance with my daughter

To sip memories with my siters och broder

Shaking with lagu