puppies and kitties

[old and quite mad]

In the darkest recesses within the most shadowed corners, hidden in the Stygian blackness underneath the obelisk of night, there is a place. It is a place so shrouded in mystery, so deeply embedded within the legends of a thousand cultures that most believe it to be a fairy tale, a fantasy, a collective figment of our species imagination.

It is that place where memory fades and turns to dust. It is where relics of bygone civilizations rot and decay. It is where the echoes of dreams go to die.

Have a nice day.