The Night Book

  • Evening

    Posted: March 1, 2008, 9:02 pm by Levari
    "They grope before them like blind people and find each other as they would a door. Almost like children that dread the night, they press close into each other. And yet they are not afraid. There is nothing that might be against them: no yesterday, no tomorrow; for time is shattered. And they flower from its ruins...

    "They will give each other a hundred new names and take them all off again."

    ~Rilke
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Fish cakes

Alas a fish cake.

Yet more fish cakes

Guess what ... yeah ... fish cakes.

The end of the fish cakes

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