∴ It was not until they broken through the doors that he picked up the club and shield that his ancestors had wielded. Too long had they been forgotten, used as menacing decoration. It was time to bloody them once more . . . Continue reading✤ Picking up the old . . .
∴ Sometimes you wake up from a dream. Sometimes you wake up in a dream. And sometimes, every once in a while, you wake up in someone else’s dream. And this, sweetheart, is my dream. Continue reading✤ The dreams of yonder . . .