The Search for Reason
  
 

   
 
The music of awakened Solitude, is like the dance of falling leaves; the sound of silence carried by the tinkling of bells a thousand miles away.
  
 
 
   
  Blogger Silenus Pathos ^dante
 
 
   
 
Monday, May 06, 2002
 
On the move back:

Lost:

One drawer.

Found:

Incriminating evidence of me having a childhood.

Must destroy them, must destroy them, or I will have to live with my loincloth covering my face for the rest of my life.




- Alvarny, 2:22 AM
<
Comments: Post a Comment

 

  
 
   
 
Archives
  
  This page is powered by Blogger, the easy way to update your web site.  
 

Home  |  Archives