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Daemon

allow me to introduce to you a dear friend may I present The Green Man we once shared a goblet of mead inside the head of a nobleman sometime in the early thirteenth century

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Sara Etgen-Baker

Date: 2/15/2024 5:04:00 PM

I admire your poetic voice and style...I enjoyed the surrealism and the notion of sharing a goblet of mead inside the head of a nobleman...makes me pause...what's reality or is all that I experience what's happening in someone else's head--that's mind blowing...Faving for its uniqueness.

Clive Culverhouse
Date: 2/15/2024 11:31:00 PM

Glad you appreciated it, your comment says exactly how I intended to stretch reality and inspire reader's minds, taking them out of the comfort zones of more safer themes and styles. Not sure it will be everyone's cup of tea though. Thanks Sara