Gewgaw Writings

Deep, mysterious, enchanting; plaintive cry in the arms of Morpheus. What calm would it be to give in amidst the fathomless depths, dark, ab...

What if the sun would never set, and the night would never end. What if the world would come to an end, and you still have some things left...

This is an anecdote recounted to me by a friend. It is not original, but let me present it via my own perception. The butterfly saw a forlor...