johnfinn64:
from the inside looking out
johnfinn64:
I'll meet you there
johnfinn64:
we gathered at the dying of the light
johnfinn64:
at the edges there is light
johnfinn64:
living on the edge
johnfinn64:
through the trees I glimpse the castle
johnfinn64:
choose a path
johnfinn64:
overnight the fields beyond had turned to gold
johnfinn64:
something stirred in the trees