"The bud of a rose grows in darkness. It knows nothing of the sun, yet it pushes at the darkness that confines it until at last the walls give way and the rose bursts forth, spreading its petals into the light."
~D.W. Cross
Red Maya
"Ghosts are famous for laughing. Saints laugh. Angels laugh. Laughter is the sound of Heaven, I think."
About Me

- Name: rachel
- Location: Tulsa, Oklahoma, United States
Cum catapultae proscriptae erunt tum soli proscript catapultas habebunt... When catapults are outlawed, only outlaws will have catapults.

