...in the shadows he must always stand. Waiting and watching, but not allowed to come near for fear, for knowing, that what will happen will change everything. He's not of this time, this era, and she can not be anyplace but in the now. He's a hunter, a gatherer, a traveler from another time.
The rain falls constant - does it ever stop? He looks at his timepiece.
an exerpt from one of my latest...
Monday, February 23, 2009
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