Thursday, 24 March 2011

black cat/ white cat

Smoker, a creature of the lightless depths, where life as we on the surface know it cannot exist, brought light and color with him as colors pour from tar

Margaras / the Tracker
He can hide in snow and sunlight on white walls and clouds and rocks, he moves down windy streets with blown newspapers and shreds of music and silver paper in the wind

burroughs/ western lands

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