Every mirror is a portal.
The one you’ve been avoiding is the one that sets you free.
STORY NIGHT
MYTHIC BODY
🜂 Enter the mirror labyrinth
Story Night
A gathering for the mythic child within you.
Story Night is a live, intimate experience where fairy tales are told not for children, but for the grown women remembering their magic.
Each tale is woven with archetype, poetry, and deep truth. These are bedtime stories for the soul-meant to stir something ancient in you. Sometimes they make you laugh. Sometimes they make you cry. Always, they offer a portal.
We gather online (and sometimes in person) to listen by candlelight. To return to wonder. To be seen in story.
Bring tea. A blanket. Your journal.
And come meet the girl you once were, and the dragon you’re becoming.
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The Gate Opens on the Next Dark Moon
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Receive whispers from the Story Keepers.
A gathering is coming.
The thread is unravelling.
Join the Story Night Circle
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The Girl Who Drank the Sun
She was told not to look at the sun.
She looked anyway.
And what she saw… changed everything.
Join us for a golden-hour gathering around the mythical fire—
as we read The Girl Who Drank the Sun, a new original fairy tale woven for the Summer Solstice.
This is not just a story for children.
It’s for the child you once were.
The one who dreamed of dragons,
who believed trees could speak,
and who maybe forgot…
just how powerful she was.
Let this be a remembering.
A night of magic, meaning, and myth.
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What to Expect:
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A live storytelling of the new original fairy tale The Girl Who Drank the Sun by Amyann
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A brief closing ritual to honor the Solstice light within us
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Optional tea, candle, or altar to set the tone 🌿
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Come in comfy clothes Bonus: bring a childhood treasure
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Who is Amyann?
You already know.
She’s the one who couldn’t eat without a story.
Who followed mirrors into forests.
Who left the church to speak to the grandmothers in glass.
Who danced her womb open on stage.
Who remembered the body is the myth.
But if you still need to know more:
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🜅 Read the Origin Myth