We were together. I forget the rest.
i have to get out immediately.
the new anthro catalogue is amazing.
Go he said, Until rock gives way to sea, gives way to Salt and air and the elements all — Until feet touch land that creaks, melts and sighs, Rippling, crashing, splitting beneath you, Its tired arms open to the cold of night — Everything frozen, everything hushed. And then, with eyes at rest, look closely. Closer. Closer still. And in that moment, you will find me — ...