The river runs with a story of countless ages, reflecting the faces of stars and trees, the soft caress of petals resting on the water, where dreams drift, and thoughts intertwine, tangled in currents of desire and time.
- Philip Lamantia
The river runs with a story of countless ages, reflecting the faces of stars and trees, the soft caress of petals resting on the water, where dreams drift, and thoughts intertwine, tangled in currents of desire and time.