Where Men Can't Live Gods Fare No

Query: How Does The Never To Be Differ From What Never Was?

What He Could Bear In The Waking World He Could Not By Night And He Sat Awake For Fear The Dream Would Return.

The Soft Black Talc Blew Through The Streets Like Squid Ink Uncoiling Along A Sea Floor And The Cold Crept Down And The Dark Came Early And The Scavengers Passing Down The Steep Canyons With Their Torches Trod Silky Holes In The Drifted Ash That Closed Behind Them Silently As Eyes.

If Trouble Comes When You Least Expect It Then Maybe The Thing To Do Is To Always Expect It.

The Cooler Days Have Brought A Wistful Mood Upon Him. The Smell Of Coalsmoke In The Air At Night. Old Times, Dead Years. For Him Such Memories Are Bitter Ones.