A wolf howls his soul into the misty night. The moon answers with glowing silence. – Terri Guillemets
Being an author is being in charge of your own personal insane asylum. – Terri Guillemets

A wolf howls his soul into the misty night. The moon answers with glowing silence. – Terri Guillemets
Being an author is being in charge of your own personal insane asylum. – Terri Guillemets
The prime deaths of history star the textbooks like constellations of power. – Terri Guillemets