Is the soul solid, like iron?
Or is it tender and breakable, like
the wings of a moth in the beak of the owl?
an abandoned chest of roistering literature for the drunk and rampant reader.
an abandoned chest of roistering literature for the drunk and rampant reader.
Is the soul solid, like iron?
Or is it tender and breakable, like
the wings of a moth in the beak of the owl?
drunken library 