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               “He found himself wondering at times, especially in the autumn, about the wild lands, and strange visions of mountains that he had never seen came into his dreams.”—J.R.R. Tolkien _____                It happened to her too.  She stared at the tapestry on wall above white rest of loveseat-place—its fade and bleach to time in […]

               They walked together Ninth and Main as the evening sun fell low; its line of sight brilliant and bright, broken in rayed and scattered light, long shadows cast down corridor of the city street.                In center of road, a statue stood, and of it he took notice, amazed, how art—like world and trees […]

        Tractor ran in combine’s trail, and dust from the threshing rose and obfuscated sun as smoke and sky of smoldering flame.  He tried to see but was blind in its cast, and stepping out, he choked on the dust, coughing to clear, little different than in world on fire.         In […]