I amble on in peace, but up on yonder shore
Stands a jerk with petty smile, holding open door
Now I feel the guilt to speed
And quicken for his need
When I'd rather just walk slowly, than indulge his needless chore
About the Creator
liell
Admirer of medieval history and mythology, as well as science fiction and surreal dream-like narratives. I am a lover of onion and cheese, rain and river, and fine cloudy days, when the green rises up to meet the swirling grey.
The Bloody Blood in Your Veins
Our Origins Today, I read something I didn't know—one more thing to add to all the other things I didn't know. By the time I grow up, I’ll have a collection. But it was intriguing, and it inspired me to write this post. I hope you enjoy it.
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