“It was Bjørn’s favorite time of evening. The sun hid its fatt butt behind the horizon leaving little more than an ambient glow in the beet red sky. Between the earth and the edge of its atmosphere, pale yellow wisps… — Maxximillian Dafoe Copy Share Image
“It was Bjørn’s favorite time of evening. The sun hid its fatt butt behind the horizon leaving little more than an ambient glow in… — Maxximillian Dafoe Copy Share Image
