I'm often inspired by myths and the creatures that inhabit them. Two such beings I find particularly fascinating are the 'incubus' and 'succubus.' I suppose it's not surprising that we human beings found a way to blame something 'otherworldly' for our weaknesses, but I admire our collective imagination, and the stories we tell each other, even if some are meant to pry us out of a tight spot.

Our world can sometimes seem a scary place, and otherworldly forces are just as good an explanation as any. In the world of myth seducer/murderer faeries also exist. "Leanan-Sidhe" is a Faerie woman said to inspire artists and poets. But her gift comes with a price; she takes their lives early in exchange for their artistic brilliance. She is also said to be a seducer/murderer Faerie.

Why is it that so often beauty and power are considered treacherous? Fatal, even? It's fascinating, but I suppose in our struggle to understand why a young poet might spend his brilliance too early, never to write again, or why an artist might take his own life, we arrive at a place of story, of myth, of something larger than ourselves...

There is no explanation.

Only the sound of the teller's voice and our amazed eyes as we witness the awesome power of nature.