“Alone on the roof of her condominium, he beckoned his eyes to the heavens and lifted his imagination. He lets it play and dance making a fantasia. The stars shoot and explode across the frontier and friends are made with patterns from across the cosmos. The clouds form into neon lit angels while the music from his headphones create a ballad of rhythmatic fissures…” A quote from my story: “Forever Isn’t Enough” Activity FeedForeverNotEnough has not published any activity yet.Would you like to post a shout to welcome them to Kongregate? |