CHAPTER 1 Day was always awake on crescent moon nights to catch a glimpse of the smile in the skies. She loved to garden on full moon nights--- weeding and trimming the Wisteria vines and harvesting Angel's Trumpets from her backyard garden. She lounged on the seat fitted into the bay window. She was facing skywards, besotted by it and it returned the gaze, equally enamoured by her. A myriad of poetry and legions of lyrics have been woven around it. Multifarious songs have been sung about it. In every language known and unknown, to you and I. It has never failed to kindle the romance of the old sonnets and symphonies, the ageless classics and of course the… magic spells! The idyllic countryside surrounding her cottage looked exceptionally breath-taking on this full moon night. In the distance, she could hear the waves of the foamy rough sea crashing against the steep rock face. Day was sipping a mug of hot cocoa, her palms drawing in the warmth when inadvertently her though...
Sanguine Allegory is a cache of fables, fairy tales, and fantasy. With a weave of words on a dreamy tapestry, there are nostalgic memoirs, stories of lands faraway and also poetry.