Welcome, Wanderer- Goblin- Friend!

to

The Twisted Tower

of

VORENAEX THE RED

A crackle of change fills the air with the splintered fragrance of burning time and stolen kisses. The light here is a color like purple, if purple could leave the distinct impression that you have forgotten something important. On a shining silver pedestal with three stumpy, curling legs, there lies a vast crystalline orb, images shifting and floating in the lilac mist it contains. It is from here that the light comes-- from here that the Tower draws its magic. You have entered the heart of the wizard's domain--

THE DREAMSTONE

Purple Orb

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Hello, my friends! This is my first coding venture here on neocities, so please be patient while I work out all of the bells and whistles. I'm learning, slowly but surely, and the Twisted Tower grows brick by brick, day by day. I am an avid lover of flora, a dreamer of big dreams, and a budding researcher of the occult and metaphysical, especially as it overlaps with mythology and psychology. This is intended to be sort of a catch-all blog, for recording things that I find beautiful and strange!

On the Darkened Plains of Discord I use my wizarding name, Vorenaex; in the Tumblrite Mountains to the North(ish) I am known as Fairchilde; on the far star of Instagram I am simply the Rambling Magus. But everywhere I carry the title of Bright-Eyed Sinner. I have a shop by the same name on Etsy! Check the bottom of the page for contact info.

Vorenaex the Red, privileged custodian of this fine tower, welcomes all manner of callers-in and passers-by! This tower, painstakingly raised by inch and inch, is a record of their greatest works and works-in-progress.

Perhaps you will find them deep in thought, perusing tomes of forgotten lore. Their reviews of such arcane texts may prove useful to you! Check the Library for those and other mystical musings.

It could be that they have returned from an expedition into the realms of Dream, and are updating their miraculous Orrery of Worlds to match their newest findings. Perhaps visit their Observatory and hear tales of denizens, dreamers, and unlikely gods.

Or, if you are here seeking advice on the herbaceous and horticultural, the Garden is teeming with magical and mundane flora -- though you'll have to tread cautiously and speak quietly. There is a dryad that wanders that place, and she has been known to set strange ideas in the heads of visitors.

Whatever you seek, enjoy yourself, my friends! The world could do with a little more magic, and you've come to the right place.