🕯️ A Note from the Keeper of Lore...
Lady Hawthorn is not a brand—it is a personal sanctum. A sovereign space of story, shadow, and seasonal enchantment curated by one who walks the mythic edge. Within these halls, you’ll find tales both true and untrue—fables, fragments, and folkloric transmissions that blur the line between memory and myth.
This is a place where metaphor reigns, fiction is honored, and the fantastical is treated with reverence. Folklore is not bound by empirical proof—it dances in the liminal, whispers through archetypes, and speaks in symbols older than fact.
While I strive for integrity in storytelling and clarity in creation, I make no claims to factual accuracy or professional authority. The content herein—including AI-generated elements, fictional works, and ritual imaginings—is offered for entertainment, inspiration, and mythic reflection.
Any reliance upon this material is a sovereign choice, and I trust my visitors to discern with care. Lady Hawthorn is not responsible for any losses, misinterpretations, or hauntings that may arise from your journey through these pages.
This is a space for the mythic, not the literal. For the seeker, not the skeptic. For those who know that sometimes, the deepest truths wear masks.
