Cenno

Arrival in the midday heat, Horse and rider equally jostling in the seat crack, Swing door open: let the fun begin! Spit in' spittoon with plonk! Counter shadows sway drunkenly, (Piano tinkling honky-tonk) sunk into soliloquies. On the stage:...

In the distant land of Aralia, in the form of cult rituals and carnivorous tales of long-gone, bright days tells Hedera's song. Overgrown tonsil stones form where Hedren passed away, the place for all her bones: at the cemetery on the cliffs. Rough...