"Now! says Time, and lifts his finger,and the leaf on the lime may not linger. When Time utters Now! and lifts his finger, the oakleaf flutters and drifts..." E. Farjeon I've been busy--I suspect you have been too. My words have been flying in all directions but here...from multiple book proposals to writing a new… Continue reading Wither, Whisper
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