The Breaking of the Fellowship
Whereas once we stood united, gazing across the harbor bathed in gold by the autumn sun, the skies have now grown dark, as have our hearts. 
Today bright morning has given way to grey mourning... and we are forever changed. May you find that for which you seek, Shock. Farewell.
3 comments:
Why oh why must you fool me! I come to your blog looking for uplifting stories of shenanigans and instead I wept a little. O woe!
Interesting blog. I will be living in NZ for 6 months. I'm coming all the way from Michigan.
Cool pic...
Regards
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