a foggy winter night, sounds find us lost in dancing shadows by a crackling fire…
when there was fire, we made music…
softer flames
In the end all you want is a pen that writes well and a life that you've lived well.
In the end all you want is a pen that writes well and a life that you've lived well.
a foggy winter night, sounds find us lost in dancing shadows by a crackling fire…
when there was fire, we made music…
- Musings of a promising freak -
The world around through my camera's lens
About writing and stuff
Story Of The Footloose 
Beautiful – fire and music: perfect!
fire in musical sound that warms the soul!-nice