13-09-16 A Stag, pursued by the huntsmen, concealed himself under cover of a thick Vine. They lost track of him and passed by his hiding-place without being aware that he was anywhere near. Supposing all danger to be over, he presently began to browse on the...

12-11-21 Came along the fall, it's a sense of chill, abandoned leaves, that glory of gold turned pale; Fall's breeze, it's a sense of direction, helpless leaves, that splendor of green faded away. Came along the fall, hint of forever wait, that empty soul tr...