Winter, winter… Can you tell with your silver breath? River, river… Stays asleep in his frozen bed Yonder, yonder… Lies the moor dressed in a shroud of white Shelter, shelter… Rescue me from desolations sight Dead Winter Ways, the latest…
Doomish: Brave, Courageous and bold. Long live his fame and long live his glory. Long may his worthless posts be told.
A song befitting the non-stop beautiful rain and the warm feeling it brings 🙂 Après L’Ombre Ce matin, près du bois Elle se tenait là, près de moi Dans les Forêts, elle s’engouffre, M’attirant dans son souffle. Dans la Terre…
My demons are numerous, but few things can keep them at bay. David Gilmour is one of those rare forces that tame my inner turmoil. His voice serves as a constant companion during my yearly pilgrimage to Dana. Recently, I…
