“But are my footsteps silent? Are they just holes within the sand? Or does another hear them, follow, And find me where I am?” — L. S. Hartfield Copy Share Image
“The shattered glass Of soundproof walls That can block the night no more Is scattered, alas, On the broken stillness Of a distant, darkened… — L. S. Hartfield Copy Share Image
“All is illusion; nothing is real. There are no true windows or halls. The doors are not there and they can't hold the light.… — L. S. Hartfield Copy Share Image
“I look into the starlit night, And beckon to a dream Within a world of masks and faces Of all we see and seem.” — L. S. Hartfield Copy Share Image
“A beautiful girl in a lovely world Touches the stars and her wings unfurl.” — L. S. Hartfield Copy Share Image
“But are my footsteps silent? Are they just holes within the sand? Or does another hear them, follow, And find me where I am?” — L. S. Hartfield Copy Share Image
