Time is the intangible terror hanging over our lives, so if one cannot push himself to his limits then surely when this terror comes to collect it will not care how long you've played in its yard or how much you've done, but only care that you will be in […]
As the rain pit paters on the window, singing its song from outside in sync with the melody within the room beyond. The wind begins to scream its cold air and with it her sweet serenade engulfs the room. She wraps me in her pillars of warmth but only now […]