Who knew?
The sky outside is filled with stars swimming in the warmth of this early autumn's night. The trees look on, majesticly holding their ground, their leaves trembling in anticipation of their fall and the romantic rushing of the waves murmurs to the wind as it always has, the ocean's ancient song, a song that sings of mermaids and things unknown of haunting loves and epic storms, a song natives swear once you hear you become part of... A soft wind blows from the North and I wonder... is it the... Sign in to see full entry.