It's Funny How Things Seem Different, Suddenly.

Photography Is All About Secrets... The Secrets We All Have And Will Never Tell.

He Fished In His Pocket For His Keys And Instead Pulled Out The Last Geode, Gray And Smooth, Earth-shaped. He Held It, Warming In His Palm, Thinking Of All Mysteries The World Contained: Layers Of Stone, Concealed Beneath The Flesh Of Earth And Grass; These Dull Rocks, With Their Glimmering Hidden Hearts.

He Had Never Even Glimpsed Her.

Norah Watched Him, Serious And Utterly Absorbed In His Task, Overcome By The Simple Fact Of His Existence.

They Turned A Distracted Gaze On The World, Wide-eyed, Somehow, And Questioning.