To read, even in the half-dark, is also to call the lost forward.
The eye is always caught by light, but shadows have more to say.
Don't wish,"said Rain, "don't start. Wishing only...
The moon rose, an opalescent goddess tipping light from her harsh maternal scimitar.
I don't like work like that. I am the silent partner. I work through events, I live on the sidelines, I dabble in causes and effects, I watch how the misbegotten creatures of this world live their lives.
She is no longer I, she is too long ago, she is only she.