Joined: 9 Jan 2013 Gender: Male Posts: 12,948 Location: Queensland
15 Aug 2015, 7:04 am
_________________ It is easy to go down into Hell; Night and day, the gates of dark Death stand wide; But to climb back again, to retrace one's steps to the upper air – There's the rub, the task.
_________________ The red lake has been forgotten. A dust devil stuns you long enough to shroud forever those last shards of wisdom. The breeze rocking this forlorn wasteland whispers in your ears, “Não resta mais que uma sombra”.