Adrian & Armand a voluntary coincidence
My archive allows you...
Follow me on deviantART
Follow me on last.fm
Follow me on twitter
-
-
-
I am the Water of Life,
Out of myself I grow.
The more you drink of me,
The fuller I will flow.The Neverending Story, by Michael Ende -
Once someone dreams a dream, it can’t just drop out of existence. But if the dreamer can’t remember it, what becomes of it? It lives on in Fantastica, deep under earth. There are forgotten dreams stored in many layers. The deeper one digs, the closer they are. All Fantastica rests on a foundation of forgotten dreams.
Michael Ende, The Neverending Story -
-
Glimmer of Hope!
