Do not go silently into the night, Despair is black, digs hollow holes within Dreaming of white, hands reaching for the light.
It was a particularly cold and rainy day. The wind whipped the little droplets onto the windows, producing a soft drumming sound. I absolutely loved that sound. It always brought with it pleasant memories; cozying up across from the fireplace with a good book and a hot cup of tea, much like today, or being... Continue Reading →