Author: mov51

The city of clay

The grand scale of such a placeEchos racing across this vast spaceThe empty sound betraying the shapeDrawn out dry while holding a great faceStanding tall and proud, facing the great escape Each side listening...

A passion for simple knowledge

Through me, the world screams. Every sound and vibration in the environment around me is imperative. A key piece to what approaches, to the story that unfolds in my vicinity. Every piece of information...

The scene

To me, the world screams. Every ounce of air vibrating in perfect silence. Every detail standing out against the static filled background. Patterns consisting of objects in motion leaping forth demanding attention. Grand schemes...