Wishing on star’s so old,
Stories of forgotten times,
Waken the old soul…
If I was to pick but only one,
Would I have found you?
Or would my heart sink each night
With vanishing sun…
Taunting me are whispers of dreams.
Only dreams of far away lands…
Dost not hear me…?
Crying with reaching arms
And eager hands…
Lost in time with world confused…!
Are distant echoes?
Waves crashing…
Tide now in full moon.
Sitting lonely with a deep sigh…
A hand embraces his shoulder…!
He turned to see her eyes…
Christmas When Music Almost Killed the World is a novel in which nothing is quite what it seems and everything is loaded with shadowy dreams of the past and nightmares set to soul-pounding music of the future.
Swamp Alley is a portal between this side and the other side. The Wizard is destined to save the land from the Ugly Babies in the Land of Lack Luster on the other side. With the help of Madame Plume and her magic wand, can they save the magical doll
This is the long-awaited 4th book of The Chronicles of Henry Roach-Dairier, a future world without people. Think Planet of the Ants, not Planet of the Apes, for young adults and adults.
Sandie Angel :o)
Victoria
This is great...
Thanks,
Deer