The New Year is here! With its multitude promises and scares in equal measures, I wonder what lies ahead. Going back to the roots would be an easy transition, but it’s the uncertainty of tomorrow that is slightly perturbing.
Last year has been exciting, boring, new, fun, and extremely disheartening- the blasts. In a single flying moment, thousands or more were affected. It gives me a shiver down the cord to even consider what if it was one of mine? And that’s the city, which I wish to make an abode.
The agony of the saint and the pride of a queen
The life of a fable teller and the pace of a stream…