seashells in the garden: a library of oceanic sounds for tiny gods
Tag: Elancharan
stepping on stones: the void hidden under plain old dirt
october moon: the empty field dreams of silver flowers
the autumn mist hangs between a pair of sea almonds: a subtle doorway to the coastal depths
names of forgotten flowers: scribbles in the notebook that may last forever
a silver thimble filled with rainwater makes the perfect mirror for countryside spirits
passing on the flame: another old soul departs for the oceans of soma
how subtly the switch is triggered and the cruel world goes: still
the weather: i would like to thank mankind for its continued patience
where do undammed thoughts go: wherever they please
