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I found myself in Twilight Land. How I ever got there I cannot
tell, but there I was in Twilight Land.

When word reaches us that Rory, the Queen of Sceptres has decided to join us we make haste, drawn by her charisma and power to infuse us with fresh life. She is a seductive, powerful muse and we are overjoyed by her impending arrival. Given that the Twilight theatre troop, upon seeing signs of a new dawn rising, are making their way towards the dawn, it is clearly time to bid our farewells. There are many obstacles for them to encounter as they head towards the dawn but having done it before they are philosophic. It is their destiny to strive to meet the new dawn.

The word gratitude is derived from the Latin word gratia, which means grace, graciousness, or gratefulness (depending on the context). In some ways gratitude encompasses all of these meanings. Gratitude is a thankful appreciation for what an individual receives, whether tangible or intangible. With gratitude, people acknowledge the goodness in their lives. In the process, people usually recognize that the source of that goodness lies at least partially outside themselves. As a result, gratitude also helps people connect to something larger than themselves as individuals — whether to other people, nature, or a higher power.

Our cups are brimming over. We have basked in the light hearted camaraderie on stage. Our time at the fair  in the Land of Sweet Twilight has been a sheer joy. We drink to the friendships forged, the wonder of nostalgic memories, to remembering playing theatre with our childhood friends. The Hierophant watches us and he presents a final performance. As he introduces a small child to a cat and points to fish that fly he reminds us all of just how fascinating, how diverse our world is. It feels like I am a child again and I drink in the moment – a reprieve from the real world.

Death is one of the most feared cards in a Tarot Deck, and it is very misunderstood. Many people avoid mentioning this card because it has that much power. Most times, people take the name of the card literally. However, the real meaning within the Death card is one of the most positive in the whole deck.

The Death card signals that one major phase in your life is ending, and a new one is going to start. You just need to close one door, so the new one will open. The past needs to be placed behind you, so you can focus your energy on what is ahead of you.
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We linger with the troupe of performers in the Land of Sweet Twilight, acting out something akin to charades. I perform a Death ritual that speaks of descending into the underworld to regenerate and transform while one of the actors, surrounded by knives, depicts what we loudly applaud. Given the troubles that surround everyone on planet earth at the moment she demonstrates the best course of action – she has found a peaceful spot to lie and wait out the storm.

As she danced her arms floated lightly on the air, her hands and fingers undulating expressively, her feet gliding surely and nimbly.

After Violet gave so generously a dancer appeared for our encore. We watched in awe as this dance quite literally took on a life of its own. The dancers body turned in a parabolic, swirling, almost stately, rhythmic motion. She has become something entirely free – it is poetic. She is creating with everything she has.

Small band of performers like the troupe we just watched performed have historically travelled from place to place to entertain audiences from all walks of life. These nomadic groups toured countries and regions to tell stories and jests, play music or perform acrobatic acts. Festivals emerged wherever they went. A team gift from Violet brings energy to the group and it is the perfect way to give thanks for their hard work.

Violet is a sensual woman who was never going to be left behind on the Galleon when she could disembark and join us on the Land of Sweet Twilight. Violet has always believed that we need to embrace those things that make us happy. She has no problem ignoring the naysayers and embracing joy. Indeed, she has never concerned herself with the opinion of others and is often heard to say she only takes notice of those whose opinions she values. I envy her self assurance and self-sufficiency. As she joins us she discreetly passes one of her jewels to the actress who, along with the troupe is suitably impressed with this gift.

For centuries the carnival of the Sweet Twilight has attracted travellers who marvel at the sumptuous costumes and masks worn by the local population. As we approached the carnival, faint music could be heard from beyond the tall gates with the occasional happy scream suddenly piercing the air. Closer to the entrance stood the imposing big top marquee.

In the land of the Sweet Twilight the carnival consists of several weeks of festivity and fun. Local inhabitants indulge in music, dances and parties from twilight to dawn. Wearing masks and costumes makes it possible for these people to hide any differences of class or status, and allows them to make fun of the aristocracy.

Public shows and exhibitions are organised everywhere in this land of twilight, with musicians, dancers, acrobats and jugglers all performing.

We approach a masked play where, actors, dressed as beggars, believing the lead woman to be one of the aristocracy, are beseeching, begging for a few coins to ease their burden.

As we approach our eyes meet and I understand that all is not as it seems. They are all expecting a gift from us in return for this impromptu performance. I ponder upon what would be a suitable thing to give. Vampires we well may be but I sense that we would be in danger if they were to be left empty handed.

Who am I, that the lord of all the earth
Would care to know my name
Would care to feel my hurt?
Who am I, that the bright and morning star
Would choose to light the way
For my ever wandering heart?

Not because of who I am
But because of what you’ve done
Not because of what I’ve done
But because of who you are
Casting Crowns

Just as Arya Stark was able to take on the faces and appearance of others so can I. I enter the Land of the Sweet Twilight as Silus, only to be confronted by the huge bear who demands to know who I am.

Take the time to meet the Bear and identify yourself.

Guerino the Wretch, became a byword for Italian cunning and fearlessness: he is all orphan hunting for his parents in the company of an innkeeper’s son; in the course of their wanderings, the two youths reach a mountain pass near Norcia in Umbria, where they meet the Devil. The Devil wants Guerino’s soul – what else? – and tempts him with news of a great fata, a fairy, an enchantress, called Sibilla, who lives near by, in a subterranean kingdom where every delight will be his.
From: The Beast and the Blonde Marion Warner Chapter 1

Elisabeta, the snake haired siren offers us a thimble full of her potent fluid. She is the ultimate siren who sings a sweet song of seduction. She understands how to play on unfulfilled cravings and deep longings.

The lure of being able to be free of any responsibility is intoxicating and she leads us to believe that it is a good idea to moor in the Land of the Sweet Twilight.

Elisabeta has appeared at a time when we are seeking to live out a fantasy. Her timing is impeccable. The longing, the promise of boundless bliss is enough to drive us to enter the world of the Sweet Twilight.