I have always liked staring at the moon.
There are too many trees, there’s too much green and I haven’t had coffee in 5 hours.
A biraddali will not back down.
My lola is a historian of sorts.
He remembers the tears in his mother’s eyes when he tossed her rosary aside.
The doors seem to be covered with dangerous things.
Of the three kinds of lunar eclipses a total lunar eclipse is the most striking.
It’s still waiting.
In the beginning there was joy and light.
In the three days before the resurrection, the devil will make his way into the hearts of man.