“What was it Danilov told me before I left? Something about how one day I would stand at a crossroads where I could choose the Light, which illuminated the sky with its warmth and golden glow - or the Darkness,… — Peter H. Fogtdal Copy Share Image
“What was it Danilov told me before I left? Something about how one day I would stand at a crossroads where I could choose… — Peter H. Fogtdal Copy Share Image
“I'm going to die. And as if that weren't bad enough, I'm going to die inside a cake.” — Peter H. Fogtdal Copy Share Image
“I want to take away your sunshine, Lukas. Not because I'm evil but because the sun can't exist without shadows. I want to examine… — Peter H. Fogtdal Copy Share Image
“In my carpet bag are the mushrooms that I gathered in the woods. With two fingers I pick up a piece and look at… — Peter H. Fogtdal Copy Share Image
