There is thus about the ancient things that fascinates us:
the depth of time imbues them arcane, with the dust of the ages.
Such is the skin of eternity, whose flesh time does not taste.
me?!
6:37pm monday, 3rd february
sitting in norway,suposedly preparing to the next psykology lesson of mine when tumbeling across this site... i am short of time, yet could not seem to stop reading. the snow`s falling(not that you should care..)ive read through this whole thing you made, Stand. left me feeling both impressed, amazed and puzzled. i dont quite know what to write, and i should really get back to work, but i just wanted to write some words encouraging you to keep writing. im stunned, i dont understand, yet know just what you mean.. also i read the comments youve got, the strange thing is that where noone wrote any comments, is where i paused and became overwealmed with feelings. so to aknowledge you(your writing)the only way i know how to, i write these words. hopeing they find you in good health.
me?!