Ballads from the Heart of the Lobo-Bruja...
56 parts Ongoing Mature"She was never meant to be understood-only endured, only felt in the marrow where names dissolve into ache."
She is a soul stitched from moon-teeth and mourning, a creature carved from dusk and the remnants of forgotten prayers. Her voice is not spoken-it's conjured, a hush that bruises the air, a hymn sung in spells, silence, and the trembling between them. In these ballads, the witch does not curse; she opens her chest. Every verse is a wound that refuses to close, every stanza a spell scraped raw from heartbreak, fury, longing, and the wild holiness of feeling far more than any body should bear.
Ballads from the Heart of the Lobo-Bruja (Wolf-Witch) is a descent-not gentle, not safe-into the soul of a woman who is equal parts myth and memory. A witch who speaks in the tongue of wolves, shadows, and half-broken stars. A woman who claws her truth into the night because there is nowhere else to put the fire.
This collection-these wounds disguised as words-was never written for the world.
It is for the ones who were burned and still gathered their own ashes.
For the ones who were buried and grew roots instead of surrender.
For the ones who carry grief like a crown forged in the dark.
For the ones who feel everything-violently, beautifully-and survive anyway.
Let this series be your mirror.
Let it haunt you until you hear your own howl.
Let it heal you in the places you've hidden even from yourself.
Return whenever your heart can bear the weight.
Return when the night begins to whisper again.
The tale of the witch-both flame and fang, both spell and howl-remains unfinished.
It waits here, suspended between worlds, until the final poem rises from the dark and the last word dares to fall.