Tonight I leave the dead to sleep as their faint beckonings resonate and swirl and sift among the moss-draped trees down this path I travel…
Tonight I leave the dead to sleep as their faint beckonings resonate and swirl and sift among the moss-draped trees down this path I travel…
Who inhabits this lake? Let him come forth The Master of Sea Monsters and bad dreams The fortune teller of deep water How trapped is…
Outside, that magnificent moon beams in high illumination as if hovering close to the world as if to watch over our recent tragedy gleaming out…