For there was lightning in my blood,
My Dark Rosaleen!
My own Rosaleen!
Oh! there was lightning in my blood,
Red lightning lightened through my blood,
My Dark Rosaleen!
For such a brief visit, South Shields has taken me through times, creations and memories that I myself never experienced in person, the essence of which lingers on.
When serious sums of money come into play in the occult-criminal economy, serious magic may be used to steer the forces of fortune.
In recent weeks I have become aware of and extremely perturbed by the toxicity and parochial character of your publication’s writings.