I just finished reading “Dancing with a Daemon” by Elen Sentier. It’s a fun read.

Elen leads us through an exciting, erotic, magical adventure from London’s Sadler’s Wells to the magical Welsh wilds. We follow a talented dancer who confronts a sorcerous abuser so she can free herself and the land under his thrall.

Elen paints a detailed narrative that will percolate into your dreams.

https://www.amazon.com.au/dp/B0FR1R11HY


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