Monday, March 28, 2011

A wreath of trillium and ivy

His own destiny, too, was opening out before him, in unmeasured vistas of sun and smoke. He would not look back wherever it should take him; his heart accepted it with all its freight, the bright and the dark.

- Fire from Heaven, Mary Renault, p. 406

Music: Don't carry it all - The Decemberists

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