It wasn't unusual for us to run behind the little wooden chapel in the midst of our game playing to find them back there talking, or holding hands, or, sometimes, even kissing. I remember playing a game of stuck-in-the-mud, which is a game where the "it" person tags

She walked before me, oblivious to her own blindness, and I followed her, not caring that we walked the path of death. There was a temple in the center, and I followed her toward it. I was barefoot, and the path was littered with strewn rocks and glass. A shard

A tree stump sets this cluster of trees apart from the rest. The flatlands don't often grow trees to be ten feet in diameter, and the soil is no lnoger rich enough around these parts to support a tree of such proportion. Back when Usher was "discovered" by