She knew it was over now. He was gone, dead to the world. She did not want to think about what would happen next. Makaila had invited her back to Mombasa, when they had left for Paris.When he was still with her, seated in the cockpit next to her smiling in those brown wooden framedContinue reading “Chapter 01 : Visions of Peter.”
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11/1/2020: CRIMSON DREAMS.
Before I drift off into peaceful slumber I’d like to recount a place of wonder. Where horses with leathery wings ferry bedazzled princesses and their hunchbacked lovers to heights of crimson and peach coloured clouds. Where grass grows on trees and flowers blossom in the warm rays of sunshine and a one eyed goat summonsContinue reading “11/1/2020: CRIMSON DREAMS.”
Aesthetic Ian 