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There is a Camp on Mellor Moor in . It is built over a city, the inhabitants of which are often seen dancing in green hunting kit among the mounds.



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“She will blaze through you like a gypsy wildfire. Igniting your soul and dancing in its flames. And when she is gone, the smell of her smoke will be the only thing left to soothe you.” ~ Nicole Lyons 🔮🌈✨

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THE FAIRY FELLER’S MASTER-STROKE (1855-64) by British artist, Richard Dadd. Created at Bethlem Hospital, where Dadd was sent after he had gone insane and killed his father.

The Fairy Feller is the character at the centre, wielding his axe to split the huge chestnut in front of him. There’s a dragonfly playing an instrument, there are faeries, satyrs, centaurs, little people, folk figures, Shalespearean characters, all captured in intricate tableaux. The wild tendrils and grasses make it seem we are secretly spying on the mysterious gathering.

Freddie Mercury was fascinated by the work and wrote a song based on it, which was included on QUEEN II (1974). It’s that kind of painting.

Two princesses

I´m seven years old, with glasses and pigtails

and stories about fairies and queens


and my best friend´s a listener while i am the talker

then we switch and we share our dreams


 we make our own rules

in this world


 we´re dressed up like princesses

dancing like fools


 i look around,

i see traces of you


in my room

and the girls we once were.


(day twenty)