Lorrie
lwood
..::.:
September 2012
            1
2 3 4 5 6 7 8
9 10 11 12 13 14 15
16 17 18 19 20 21 22
23 24 25 26 27 28 29
30

At the center of a labyrinth, I found the Well.
There, I saw two more true things:
Every layer laid is as the pass of a shuttle.
Every rune reddened, the beat of the weaver's sword.

No HTML allowed in subject

  
 
   
 

Notice! This user has turned on the option that logs IP addresses of anonymous posters. 

(will be screened)