And that’s a wrap of a beautiful Saturday in the Pacific Northwest. Now let’s see what beauty the night might bring.
“I am a star, stuck in the ground.” These are lies that we all believe at one time…
tears silently fall through the nights soft embrace midst heartbroken sighs alone in the dark a promise hangs…
My name is Mark Wayne Schutter, son and prince of the one true God, loyal servant to the…
“To live is Christ, to die is gain”, what? How is that? It seems to me that death…
Flowing crimson red, the night carries her tenderly, across the dark abyss. Through the centuries, legends are made…
