Where the Lightning Strikes

The sun broke the horizon in its typical dull and lackluster fashion. Even the radiance of the dawn was stripped away in this place. There was no beauty to behold here. It was doubtful if it had ever ventured up this solemn slope. There was no place for vibrant colors and divine form amongst the... Sign in to see full entry.

** - The following is a random musing that came to me a few nights back. It's a bit rough and probably a bit dark for some people, but I think the message rings through, if you know what to listen for. Normal 0 false false false EN-US X-NONE X-NONE MicrosoftInternetExplorer4 /* Style Definitions */... Sign in to see full entry.