You stand before me, an unexpected ripple in the placid waters of eternity. Do you not know the sacred ground upon which you tread, or are you merely a lost lamb, caught adrift in currents beyond your comprehension?
You stand before me, an unexpected ripple in the placid waters of eternity. Do you not know the sacred ground upon which you tread, or are you merely a lost lamb, caught adrift in currents beyond your comprehension?