The goddess, cloaked in moonlight, shines, as I ruminate on her nature. Child of the great one. Sister to the…
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The goddess, cloaked in moonlight, shines, as I ruminate on her nature. Child of the great one. Sister to the…
Read MoreIn times now resigned to memory, the landscape of the Kapampangan people was different. There were small kingdoms called Balen…
Read MoreHi there. You’re here again. Though I don’t think you ever left. You come from the ground right? I saw…
Read MoreThe Lightning of the Anitan The Anitan belong to the class of higher spirits, inhabiting the highest layer of Skyworld.…
Read MoreThe heavens burned, alight with foreign fire. It didn’t start like this, to the contrary, the gods were seemingly amicable.…
Read MoreWhen I was a child, I was told of Indung Tibuan, the mother from which we sprang and grew. They…
Read MoreThe worst ones are the nameless. I have not been a babaylan long, my initiation only a few months previous.…
Read More*Note this story is in Kapampangan “Tuknang naka! Ut gagawan muyni?“ BALU MU ING GEWA MU! “Ali ku! Pasensya naka…
Read MoreBy the forest By the forest A walk down the road In the shade of the Balete Does the Kudo…
Read More“Hello, child. It is nice to see you again after all these years.”The small girl recoiled, not expecting the plant…
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