The modern world is a strange place. One that he was more comfortable living in when he was ignorant of who and what he was. Muninn has lapsed into a temporary silence. She sleeps on the window sill preparing even in her dreams for the five million things she still has to say.
Sleep eludes him still and that no longer bothers him. He has spent the last twenty-four hours combing a most peculiar website.
God blogs? How delightfully informative.
Sleep eludes him still and that no longer bothers him. He has spent the last twenty-four hours combing a most peculiar website.
God blogs? How delightfully informative.