I was walking up St. Giles’ Hill this morning and noticed the sun bathing this wall and picking out the ivy. I just had to photograph it. 18 more words
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You’d spit your drink out if someone hadn’t stolen it.
Ushmesh-ne-Gallima? Like, the fabled lost empire of Ushmesh-ne-Gallima? It’s said that being vaguely connected to such a magnificent place is so mind-blowingly amazing that several other decently awesome empires have torn themselves down in their attempts to be associated with the no-longer-existent paradise. 306 more words
“Have either of you seen Obsidian?”
The two boys freeze. Their eyes dart from Dr. M, to the hallway, to you, then back to Dr. 320 more words