“The smoke drifts toward us across that vast desert of desolation with the rising of the wind.” — J.M Shorney Copy Share Image
“The smoke drifts toward us across that vast desert of desolation with the rising of the wind.” — J.M Shorney Copy Share Image
“It was then, and only then that I realised I had really come home. Last line from” — J.M Shorney Copy Share Image
