Talismere Roecastle
Asway
Clinging to something that brings but silence, like standing asway in an old, shabby room, in which none has lived for a while.
Spiderwebs dangling in each corner and on the wooden shelf, dusty pictures of long silent friends. And still I am turning slowly, clockwork-wise, asway in hopeful waiting for nostalgia's sake.
Alas, such futile endeavor and yet...
Picture taken at
maps.secondlife.com/secondlife/Love%20Cats/55/43/22
The late hours. :)
Asway
Clinging to something that brings but silence, like standing asway in an old, shabby room, in which none has lived for a while.
Spiderwebs dangling in each corner and on the wooden shelf, dusty pictures of long silent friends. And still I am turning slowly, clockwork-wise, asway in hopeful waiting for nostalgia's sake.
Alas, such futile endeavor and yet...
Picture taken at
maps.secondlife.com/secondlife/Love%20Cats/55/43/22
The late hours. :)