The Lake
Die if I must, let my bones turn to dust I’m the lord of the lake and I don’t wanna leave it – Lord Huron, The Ghost on the Shore
Die if I must, let my bones turn to dust I’m the lord of the lake and I don’t wanna leave it – Lord Huron, The Ghost on the Shore
Light gives of itself freely, filling all available space. It does not seek anything in return; it asks not whether you are friend or foe. It gives of itself and is not thereby… Continue reading