Jasper was just a kid really, and an orphan. He didn’t know better than to say what he said about seeing what he saw. And…
Sunday 7 o’clock in the morning. The children are still sleeping, I can’t somehow. I’m going…
We blew a myst spell an-we conja’d foul hell An-the storms came swift, an-ye caught the down-drift Till-ye chil-de bechoke…
And then one day, it happenedThe most beautiful sunrise — eternal