Fin

It's been fun. It's amazing how much changes in 16 months. It also seems longer.
I'll probobly get writing again at some point soon - in fact, I know I will - because I express myself better in overlong, overly wordy paragraphs better than in the short rants I make do with in real life vocally.
So, with no further ado, I declare this blog closed.

She Walks In Beauty

She walks in Beauty, like the night
Of cloudless climes and starry skies;
And all that's best of dark and bright
Meet in her aspect and her eyes:
Thus mellowed to that tender light
Which Heaven to gaudy day denies.


-Dark