| Ystla | This is the dead land This is cactus land Here the stone images Are raised, here they receive The supplication of a dead man's hand Under the twinkle of a fading star Is it like this In death's other Kingdom Waking alone At the hour when we are Trembling with tenderness Lips that would kiss Form prayers to broken stone (T.S.Elliot) Hallo ihr fremden Seelen... :-) |
| Homunculus | the moon - can't stretch as far as necessary to touch it, but I can watch it, watch it until my last day and I will die with its picture sparkling in my opened eyes... willkommen hier liebe grüße hom |
| Ystla | Danke für die Begrüssung. Ihr seid wunderbar... |
| Homunculus | danke *ystla knuddelt* wunderbar durchgeknallt vieleicht... |
