Raising Pagan Voices Project

This is a Raising Pagan Voices Project submission Dusks hushed blanketShadows the skyIn folds of enchanted blue.Slowly yieldingAs night encroachesWith its ever darkening hues.The stark silhouettesOf faded daylightStand black in the eerie glow,Til disappearingAs domineering darknessIncreasingly strength does show. Written by Hannah Semple

This is a Raising Pagan Voices Project Submission There once was a woman named Freya. She was a skilled and well liked woman in the village of Trellis despite being a known witch with unusual […]

This is a Raising Pagan Voices Project Submission I do notI do not needI do not feelI do not hungerI do not loveI do not wantI do not haveI do not getI do not believe […]

This is a Raising Pagan Voices Project Submission I wrote this a long time ago when I was still in junior school. Looking back, I think it’s quite funny. My name is BethAnd I am […]

This is a Raising Pagan Voices Project Submission It was a long way down and Moldovo watched each globule form as it left the body dangling over the edge of the building and fell beautifully […]

This is a Raising Pagan Voices Project Submission Eddie hears the sirens as he reaches the estate, his bag large over his shoulder.  He sighs. ‘What is it today?’  In a few more paces, a […]