Even when I am in my fullness, shadows linger. No light is perfect, no fact all-encompassing. Even when I have disappeared into shade myself, there is still light to be found. And despite what it seems, no light is mine in any case. I simply reflect the Sun, in ever-changing degrees, and so night itself […]
Tag: the moon
Once there was a hound who was very good. He had been taught many things since he was a pup, and one of the things was that the other hounds were his friends, but that foxes were not to be trusted. They were wily and wild, not like a good hound at all. Once there […]