
“The sound of a distant ocean covers me with surf, that tide that bears me back into the past, back to the place where I was born. People come through the whiteness, through the bright light, but all of them are ghosts.”
— from the novel SINFUL FOLK
PHOTO: Underwater auf We Heart It - http://weheartit.com/entry/116793570
Published on July 04, 2014 08:01