These eyes look awfully like... a writer's eyes?

… and find ways to tell others, whether it’s through song or the written word, a painting or a play. Eye… and find ways to tell others, whether it’s through song or the written word, a painting or a play. Eyes that were red from the flames of time’s past, remain red at today’s sunrise, sleepless, after articulating the terrors of the night. Winter’s fires burn on, since every night brings something more. Just as the sun casts its silver l…

Alchemy by Moonlight: Sweeping Narratives of Night

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