Countenancewhose disparition afflictedly fond Fuinn feels. Winner of thegamings, primed at the studience, propredicted from the story-bouts, the choice of ages wise! Spickspookspokesman of ourspecturesque silentiousness! Musha, beminded of us out … [Read more...]

Well, (how dire do we thee hours when thylike fades!) all's dalland youllow and it is to bedowern that thou art passing hence,mine bruder, able Shaun, with a twhisking of the robe, ere themorning of light calms our hardest throes, beyond cods' … [Read more...]

Gaogaogaone! Tapaa!     And the stellas were shinings. And the earthnight strewedaromatose. His pibrook creppt mong the donkness. A reek waswaft on the luftstream. He was ours, all fragrance. And we werehis for a lifetime. … [Read more...]