Take to the Sky a Nonesuch

As the bird preens//On the fallen, rotting log//Prepare yourself for wind's touch...

Your Balloon

But for all of the rain and the wind and the air, I was always above you, I never went anywhere

Sharing my story through a science fiction blog.

Writer and Linguist

"I saw the Angel in the marble, and carved until I set him free"

Born in Poland | Living in Texas Now | Hype

Speculative fiction book reviews and more!

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