Yesterday was a misty swirling dream...On most days of the year, I live for the sunshine and shun the cool and damp; the days of mist and fog are different, and so entrancing.  While somber shadows may emerge from the unseen depths of grey obscurity, so, too, may the proud sillouettes of battle-worn knights and untamed maidens, astride steeds of incomparable ruthlessness and glory. 

Never stop seeing what others say does not exist.

Peace to all in love, life, twilight, and vision.

~Thai