Nouveau Testament: Épître aux Romains de saint Paul
"I ran. A path seemed to open before me into the wood, some small track to a little town, a forgotten village. I sensed the watcher, keeping pace with me in the thickening forest, maneuvering silently through the clasping vines, the slapping branches and heavy windfall logs, close close to me at times." -- from the novel Sinful Folk ------------ Read the novel at http://sinfulfolk.com/buy
Garnelle's Green & Black Cottage
all the beauty things...
into the forest primeval
'Cause if we knew where we belong There'd be no doubt where we're from But as it stands, we don't have a clue Especially me and probably you Especially Me ~ Low