You seed yourself like grasses in a field but also between the ochre stones of an ancient street. You bring on darkness and sunrise.
You seed yourself like grasses in a field but also between the ochre stones of an ancient street. You bring on darkness and sunrise.
Wherever you go, find the color and follow her to an origin. The spherical tapestry of nanostructures blueberries hold like an unstoppable, quantum secret.
A valley staked to the horizon by staggered rows of head-high corn, the ground merely surmised, aimlessly surveyed. Just a view to keep in