
Going the Distance
Side by side, we’ll walk home, shadowy branches swaying gently overhead, their claws finger painting the constellation of a runner darting across the sky.
Side by side, we’ll walk home, shadowy branches swaying gently overhead, their claws finger painting the constellation of a runner darting across the sky.
Side by side, we’ll walk home, shadowy branches swaying gently overhead, their claws finger painting the constellation of a runner darting across the sky.