An empty cathedral. No seats, bare walls, an exhale deafeningly echoing on the stone. What is this place? The world… Read more Discordant Waltz

An empty cathedral. No seats, bare walls, an exhale deafeningly echoing on the stone. What is this place? The world… Read more Discordant Waltz
My garden is an unfortunate one. Once, it grew flowers of all kinds. all colors. all beauty. Once, it was… Read more The Mind as a Garden
The mud squishes beneath the traveler’s feet, each step sinking deeper into the marsh. The vastness of the valley in… Read more The Weary Traveler