Perhaps the greatest price Germany has paid for it’s role in the Second...– Shwarz Studien
Mysteries & Histories
This is part of a journal entry for April 4 The dreams aren’t my own. They’re too detailed, much too elaborate to belong to me. At first there’s nothing but a fog draped shore and a sense of cold, distant menace haunting the air. I stand and breathe the thick mist as a light rain falls yet I stay completely dry, feeling each strike of water against my skin but no dampness and no...