The Illusion of Endings
The Illusion of Endings

Our last day began last night, just before sunset, with our usual ritual of a face full of cobwebs while carrying Kirin between the trees to his ‘evening spot’. From the top of the grass, he can gaze out over the front garden watching the changing of the guard… the night fairies and nature spirits replacing the ‘day watch’. The sounds and smells of the night replacing those of…