The New Year approaches.
The course of time flows the same within this place, though I couldn't say what lies beyond it. With it, things go as quickly as they come. As this tragedy, sometimes seen as a blessing, carries on. I am still here, and still searching. As, I believe, many of us still are.
The truth is still hidden among riddles woven within the events of last year. Still, nothing has changed.
So, I ask humbly, as I sit here among piles of paperwork for events that I still find incredulous, what should New Moore's resolution be for the coming year?
The truth is still hidden among riddles woven within the events of last year. Still, nothing has changed.
So, I ask humbly, as I sit here among piles of paperwork for events that I still find incredulous, what should New Moore's resolution be for the coming year?