Empire of Whimsy

Surrounded by vices as strange as sliced toast Interacting with many half-living, half-ghost. Some glowing brightly, some dulled by life...

After a glorious production the sun bows graciously behind the trees on my right to rapturous vesperturnal applause. To my left the bats ...

He is a misanthropic Dr Seuss character Fantastic and forlorn. In his tower, viewing Camelot. A spaceful time; timeless but for A dinosa...

If love is love as love should be, then why does it enslave, not free? Love is a power - nay, a force that rivals all but gravity ...