Shrine

Thursday, December 22, 2011 at 7:25 pm

Just outside I hear them, like beforeā€¦ All the love in all the lands spilled out in a furious flood, the trees came up, root by root; the flowers lost their petals in the great deluge. He never thought a thing of it as the cracking dryness parched below him became quenched in blood/love spilled […]

Categories: Blood