“In the darkness, two shadows, reaching through the hopeless heavy dusk. Their hands meet, and light spills in a flood, like a hundred golden urns pouring out the sun.” -Madeline Miller, “The Song Of Achilles.”
I had a dream like a week ago where I was asking my dream characters questions and they did *not* like that. They all got rather angry at me, actually. And here’s this now.
Written By: PouringOutTheSun
November 22, 2019