Posts Tagged ‘neil gaiman’

twenty nine | year three

time she is not waiting. not quite. it is more that the years mean nothing to her any more, that the dreams and the street cannot touch her. she remains on the edges of time, implacable, unhurt, beyond, and one day you will open your eyes and see her, and after that, the dark. it […]

twenty one

[originally posted on january 06, 2007. one of my favourites from the archives.] someone i don’t know and will probably never meet wrote something about me. okay, technically, it’s not about me, but, if i were to ask someone to describe me in words, i couldn’t dream of something more perfect than this: she seems […]

masks

Someone I don’t know and will probably never meet wrote something about me. Okay, technically, it’s not about me, but, if I were to ask someone to describe me in words, I couldn’t dream of something more perfect than this: “She seems so cool, so focused, so quiet, yet her eyes remain fixed upon the […]