"There she weaves by night and day a magic web of color's gay. She has heard a whisper say a curse is on her if she stay, looking down at Camelot.
She knows not what the curse may be so she weavth steadily. Little other care hath she, the Lady of Shalott."
Verse One of Part two-The Lady of Shalott-Tennyson

Welcome to my magic web of color's gay where night and day become one sending shadow's dancing to the melancholy harmony. Im the lady §iren Rayn, keeper of the magic web of color's gay and of sorrow's and joy's captivated in blacks and whites. I have many a home now but this Dark Avalon of mine is a place where the magic web shows quite vivadly in artistic pieces of art and tags. In the pages below you will find art of all sorts. Feel free to rumage threw the vault's and creations. Do not be supprised if when browsing threw these works of art you find a few lines of poetry; for Im both an artist and a poet. All I ask dear traviler and guest is to please respect my work and leave it be (This includes background's and button's for I made them myself; The banner's can be found on all linked pages for your conviance). I have sorted the page's out as best I could making you'r stay easy as possible. Please come back again any time you wish.
Now off with you & be on you'r way,untill our paths cross again,
Be Well and Blessed Be.
~§iren Rayn~