artemisandapollo
Whats beyond? I want to know. All that lies between here and there is a door. Okay, its time. I venture forward and turn the smooth brassy surface of the doorknob, twisting it, and stepping into the unknown......
Wind. wind flowing. I love the wind. It sings its song. Through the breeze in the trees. The turbine, that harnesses the winds incredible power and strength. Its amazing. Oh how I would love to be that glorious wind.