Tuesday, August 02, 2005

A Fortune Cookie

"All around me darkness gathers,
Fading is the sun that shone;
We must speak of other matters:
You can be me when I'm gone

Flowers gathered in the evening,
Afternoon they blossom on;
Still are withered by the evening:
You can be me when I'm gone"

By Neil Gaiman, in The Kindly Ones

1 Comments:

Blogger Akashla said...

Sometimes other people say it first, and sometimes they say it better... i take my metaphorical hat off to the dream king and his scribe.

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