I Feel Like My Eyes Are Killing

My Grandmother Was Overwhelmed By What Was Happening To Us. She Ahd Moved Back Into The Past Because The Here And The Now Was Too Terrible.

You Don't Fight For Peace Sister,' Nahara Told Me, 'you Embrace It.

The Moon Is Always Jealous Of The Heat Of The Day, Just As The Sun Always Longs For Something Dark And Deep.

No Barrier Was Strong Enough To Keep Out The Movement Of Time.

I'm A Really Eclectic Reader.