You Speak As If A War Were

Storytelling Was The Most Honored Of All Talents, For It Benefited Everyone.

I Was All Braced For The Wrath That Was Going To Put Grizzlies To Shame, And This Is What I Get? I Should Infuriate You More Often.

Body And Soul. Two Different Things

I May Not Be A Human, But I Am A Man.

Time Passes. Even When It Seems Impossible. Even When Each Tick Of The Second Hand Aches Like The Pulse Of Blood Behind A Bruise. It Passes Unevenly, In Strange Lurches And Dragging Lulls, But Pass It Does. Even For Me.