Tags : Obscured

We Gathered Dust

We Gathered Dust

A Poem by Johanna


People change.. memories don´t.
Memories

Memories

A Poem by William Rousseau


Memories drift, with no direction, a ship setting sail on an endless sea. Desperate and hungry, I stare in..
Obscure Etc

Obscure Etc

A Chapter by Dennis Wolf


Etc etc etc it is.. Something. Just had to put it down