dark and bright brilliance wrapped in angel wings

"... warað hine wræclāst, nales wunden gold, ferðloca frēorig, nalæs foldan blǣd. ... swā nū missenlīce geond þisne middangeard winde biwāune weallas stondaþ, hrīme bihrorene, hrȳðge þā ederas. ..." brandon bið ānhaga.

Brandon is the Brandonest of them all: smart, poetic, fanciful, dark and joyful. He sees what you see and depicts it better. He feels how you feel and lives it better. Brandon is an examination, a thought, a hope. He is two-tone and true-tone and as fine a Brandon as I've ever known.

even if brandon stank like blue cheese, stole the silverware, and peeled patches of wallpaper off the walls, we would still keep him around for his intellegence with words and images. he is an poet and a one man band. good man.