…skeins of mist like translucent silk, bending and unbending in the headlight tunnels…

Beware, Underlanders, time hangs by a thread.The hunters are hunted, white water runs red.The Gnawers will strike to extinguish the rest.The hope of the hopeless resides in a quest.An Overland warrior, a son of the...

Education is not just going through some structured systems and getting degrees. It is more about beautification of the heart and the world.

It occurred to me that grief is like a tunnel. You enter it without a choice because you must get to the other side. The darkness of it plays tricks on you and sometimes you...