Witch Sanctuary.. Collection no.6
"Forest, I fear you! In my ruined heart your roaring wakens the same agony as in cathedrals when the organ moans and from the depths I hear that I am damned."
- Charles Baudelaire
My sixth collection has found its place in the mysterious forest, in this witch sanctuary, which is hidden deep in the lands of my homeland and is considered one of the most anomalous zones in the region. This small enchanted forest area is surrounded by an impregnable wall of snow-white birches and fallen trees, but affably beckons with a soft carpet of wet moss. But don't let that friendliness fool you: Pagan magic lurks within these broken and mangled trunks. And there has never been a place where I have experienced such a feeling. A sensation similar to the intoxication of Victorian laudanum..
Discover the 'Laudanum' story here
