Silent night… come still this voice. Let my cares burn before me in a flare of emotion so bright it causes their eyes to turn away. And as the night creeps in I will steal away, to seek the end that must be near.
-OM
Silent night… come still this voice. Let my cares burn before me in a flare of emotion so bright it causes their eyes to turn away. And as the night creeps in I will steal away, to seek the end that must be near.
-OM
Fantastic prose.
Succinct and splendid weaving