Epilogue (non-secret #9.5 – the freeing of the sprite and the blue muse)

The thing about blue muse is that though I always felt I knew it/him/her, sometimes along came a spiritual highjacker pretender imposter who’d slide into my own captain’s chair and sail my ship into lands of ne’er, saying, “Never grow up! Remain with me in lands of infatuation and 8-fold deviancy” with these promises three: … Continue reading Epilogue (non-secret #9.5 – the freeing of the sprite and the blue muse)