‘See It. Feel It. Breathe It. Magick and Beauty Are All Around You’
“When the first baby laughed for the first time, its laughter broke into a thousand pieces, and they all went skipping about, and that was the beginning of fairies.”
If the author of the enchanting tale of Peter Pan is to be believed then Sir James Matthew Barrie will no doubt be reassured to discover that there is at least one faery who can be found skipping about within the stone walls surrounding the ancient City of York – although at first glance, she may be mistaken for just another conventional human – appearances can be deceptive!
Vampires, Vampyre, Vampir, Vampyras, Vampyr, Vampiro…
For as long as I can remember, I have always enjoyed a fascination and a sneaky regard for these terrifying creatures of folklore and mythology.
However, as much as I appreciate that this interest of mine will NOT be shared by everybody and in keeping with the ideas of ‘mischief’ to which Scoffern has attributed to the vampyre – I have created something of a fantastical store that seeks to offer those essential accouterments for any discerning hunter of the un-dead.
As the All Hallows Hamlet is a marketplace of emporiums, boutiques and other such establishments for discerning folk with a penchant for retail indulgence and a predilection for all that is extraordinary – I confess that I have been more than a little excited about this creation for not only is it a fantastical store brimming with merchandise of the magickal kind but after a lot of meticulous research – this little emporium is also seeped in all manner of ancient folktale and superstition…
Matilda ‘Tilly’ Simms hadn’t really enjoyed the celebrations of the festival of Día de los Muertos yesterday as she had been very troubled by the strange behaviour of Murphy – the small furry cat who prowls his way through the sleepy hamlet of All Hallows and who charms all who cross his path – including old Bella Pendle, the grumpy owner of ‘Dogwood & Myrtle General Stores’.
“Oh my!” sighed Tilly as she thought about Murphy stalking the All Hallows graveyard at dusk with some very odd white foam on his face!
And why was he suddenly leaving his grey fur all over the place, she wondered and then she remembered the time she had spotted him hiding behind that strange mask of silver as she was enjoying a quiet walk alone!
“Oh my!” sighed Tilly.
As Tilly is something of a creative soul, her imagination was now flying all over the place like the leaves tumbling from the old oak trees surrounding the All Hallows Hamlet and she began to wonder if the cat she had seen was NOT really Murphy at all BUT a shape-shifter in disguise OR the beastly familiar of an evil witch!
OR could it be that Murphy was now slowly transforming into a werewolf?
“Oh my!” sighed Tilly.
Why not indulge in a ‘little’ retail therapy as you browse the shelves of a magikcal emporium nestled somewhere in the All Hallows Hamlet and linger over the intoxicating array of exclusive notions and potions designed to entice your imagination AND your wallet…