Found Tranquillity Series // ongoing
A Scent of Beauty Left Behind
“And her song released the sudden spring”
“Bathed in pale Luna’s light”
“Through heavenly evenings let the echoes answer”
“No words were laid on stream or stone, The World Was Young, The Mountains Green”
“By streams that never find the sea”
A Scent of Beauty Left Behind
Cold Echoes Down my Spine
Echoes of the Mediterranean
A part of me departs when another is found