30 5 / 2013
Oh, hey, blonde hair! It’s been a while since I’ve seen you. I missed you.
25 10 / 2012
Notes from the trail:This trail into darkness, heavy… dour climate, the oak a smotherin all contenders in this wicked forest…evil in the air, goblins, ghosts, the dark…
My faithful steed, rears up, eyes wide, crazy…nostrils flared, steam blowing into the canopy above, carries me into the nether, no cares, no worries, no fear today….God help me! Don’t let me fail on this track! No wrecks! The trail is sick today, not with fever, but with passion, excitement, life….today I ride like there is no future, all must come out of me now!!! The beast under me snorts, jumps, kneels before his master, bowing down, down…
Yeah, this is my amazing father.
