I want to see this with you. Not to show you, or To paint, prosaically plaster up The reds and greens and all But everything that I can feel As I now sit here head to heel
Robb woke up face down on a rather comfortable bed; how he had gotten there eluded him, which was growing more and more worrisome as time went on. He...
The sun was setting between the mottled green, and then again deeper green planes of the mountains. They were sharp and angular, pulled upwards into...