“Do you think it’ll stay this warm through the week?” The young woman turned to meet, as she believed, the gaze of her male acquaintance,
The faint sound of a closing door pulled the receptionist from her book. In front of her stood a tall young man, holding a tray
The traveller’s feet dragged at a steady pace along the silver sands. Reaching one hand out, they pulled themselves over the rocky shelf that blocked
I woke at midnight from a pleasant dream Where I was not myself in all but mind; When, grafted to a far more fruitful tree,