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A.Z. Fell, Esq.
@azfell-esq.bsky.social
Former entity of love, current entity immersed in same.
A gentleman pursuing leisure and The Arts.

Antagonism will be hushed.

*All typographical errors due to demon proximity.*
This is more a decision for Spring, but I've been considering the appeal of a small duck pond in the back garden at the cottage.
We could recreate a very miniature St. James park right here, bench and all!

But how to convince @mrajcrowley.bsky.social?

Perhaps I'll simply leave this photo...?
December 1, 2025 at 7:02 AM
Is this it, darling?
November 17, 2025 at 2:28 AM
And the symbolism was not lost on me, Crowley.

Hot espresso melting frozen vanilla custard?
To the world, my dear. 💫
November 9, 2025 at 3:42 PM
My darling demon requests; his angel delivers:
November 4, 2025 at 2:14 AM
@mrajcrowley.bsky.social
For you, my dearest.
Thank you for taking this journey with me. ✨️
October 31, 2025 at 8:38 PM
My choice:
October 31, 2025 at 6:03 AM
As it is officially Hallowe'en here, I would like to send love and warmest regards to Harry and Bess Houdini today, and thank them for their kindness.

Harry crossed over 99 years ago today, but (as we know), love truly conquers all.
Blessings to you both, my dearest friends. ❤️
October 31, 2025 at 4:30 AM
Earlier, Crowley brought me three jam and cream doughnuts, very similar to these from Great British Bake-off (which I adore!).

I wasn't hungry then (fish & chips & Guinness), but one of these would go down a treat now.

Do you think Crowley would mind if I had the barest nibble of one now?
October 29, 2025 at 3:34 AM
And from the Department of Ineffable Ironies:
Please enjoy this basket of apples direct from the Serpent of Eden's orchard.
Well done, my dear!

Looks like I'll be baking a pie!
✨️🥧✨️
October 28, 2025 at 6:57 PM
This is an abundance of gourds...
October 24, 2025 at 4:04 AM
Oh my goodness, maybe Crowley was right!
I might have gone a bit overboard...
October 24, 2025 at 4:02 AM
And the bumpy ones!
October 24, 2025 at 3:59 AM
And these large fellows!!
October 24, 2025 at 3:57 AM
Nearly 5 AM. Dripping rain down the windowglass.

In the cottage kitchen, refreshing my tea, a delightful chamomile and lavender blend.
Should be just the ticket.

We arrived late afternoon; pumpkins have been delivered and safely miracled into the greenhouse.

Look how lovely the baby ones are!
October 24, 2025 at 3:55 AM
Saturday is our pumpkin (and turnip, for the traditionalists) carving gathering, with delicious food and beverages and a bonfire AND a special appearance by the World-Famous (somewhat, anyway) conjurer and veteran of the West End, Fell the Marvellous!
✨️🎃🎩🪄✨️
October 23, 2025 at 9:08 AM
Yes! I have obtained these exact wrist restraints (on loan) for a one-time reappearance of the beloved (by me, anyway) Fell the Marvelous!
✨️🪄🎩
October 22, 2025 at 7:14 AM
Found wrapped in my lap blanket just now.
Anthony Just-a-J Crowley, you are a keeper.
✨️❤️✨️
October 16, 2025 at 2:52 AM
Well.
I've read all the Frog and Toad books in my shop (three), and, whilst I can see a vague semblance to similar Coupleships that I have witnessed, I fear for their safety, honestly I do.
But they are very sweet, sometimes surly, but obviously deeply in love.
✨️
October 15, 2025 at 6:34 AM
I have fallen, but not from Grace.
Surely, I have landed in the arms of Heaven.
I do love you so very much, @mrajcrowley.bsky.social.
Thank you for the glory of your beautiful temptation.

🔥🍎🔥
October 14, 2025 at 12:00 AM
Guilty.

We had both done the same for centuries but only admitted such in recent years.
I find it similar to Victorian mourning practices, keeping a bit of someone at heart while they've gone to another realm.
Victorian used hair, we use feathers.
October 13, 2025 at 5:57 PM
Crowley popped out to our tiny village market for a pint of milk (for my tea) and came home with these biscuits.
✨️🩷✨️
October 13, 2025 at 4:25 PM
Ooh, before I forget:
During our adventure walk today, Crowley found these rocks by a stream and pointed out that they are TWO separate, completely different types of stones, but somehow ended up together, forming a heart!
October 8, 2025 at 3:48 AM
Say what you will about a period-piece Gothic pulp novel, but this weather suits Lady in Darkness. I do hope Ellen sorts out her lost memories, and I don't trust that husband of hers one little bit!
October 5, 2025 at 3:37 AM
There we are, home from the pub, safe and sound.
Much frivolity, some intense declaration, and a country music line-dance narrowly avoided.

Sleep well, my dearest @mrajcrowley.bsky.social.
Leaving this message here so you'll see it when you wake up.
✨️
October 1, 2025 at 2:42 AM
Look whom I've just met whilst procuring the evening's pastries!

This is the lovely Mister Shreeve, a pumpkin being of Uncertain Origin, currently holding court on the countertop of a Whickber St. shop.
Absolute charmer!
September 29, 2025 at 4:37 PM