Sunbeams: My theory is that everyone, at one time or another, has been at the fringe of society in some way: an outcast in high school, a stranger in a foreign country, the best at something, the worst at something, the one who’s different. Being an outsider is the one thing we all have in common.
Sunday, January 4, 2009
The woods are ablaze, We look on the days ahead of us, Of magic, mystery, and of rust Fire lives on forever and ever. In magic we live much longer than We do, but everyone must die