"Sometimes he pursued the call into the forest, looking for it as though it were a tangible thing, barking softly or defiantly... Irresistible impulses seized him. he would be lying in camp, dozing lazily in the heat of the day, when suddenly his head would lift and his ears cock up, intent and listening, and he would spring on his feet and dash away, and on and on, for hours, through the forest aisles."
Call of the Wild - Jack London
I read from the missing pages of my favorite old book.. with its worm eaten pages and tattered edges.. and cried.
"I loved her with a love more fervent than I believed possible
to feel for any denizen of the earth"
~Edgar Allan Poe
Channeling My Inner Percy Shelley
I met a traveller from an antique land
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