Before time was captured and wrought to enmesh humans, when time itself was neither named nor measured, in the dark warm soil of the rainforest on a ridge beside a long dead volcano, a life is formed.
Very nice, Bob! I really enjoyed this.
Thank you Ron. I feel it's not quite there yet, but it needed to get out in "Christmastime".
Very nice, Bob! I really enjoyed this.
Thank you Ron. I feel it's not quite there yet, but it needed to get out in "Christmastime".