“The truth be told, that shadow over the porte-cochere is probably nothing more than swamp fire, those mysterious lights that flash over a body of water. ” — C.M. Turner Copy Share Image
“He closed his eyes, and in moments sleep overtook him, the night pulsing out darkness on the legs of summer crickets.” — C.M. Turner Copy Share Image
“For a raven ever croaks, at my side, Keep watch and ward, keep watch and ward." ––ALFRED, LORD TENNYSON” — C.M. Turner Copy Share Image
“The truth be told, that shadow over the porte-cochere is probably nothing more than swamp fire, those mysterious lights that flash over a body… — C.M. Turner Copy Share Image
