“The cool wind blew in my face and all at once I felt as if I had shed dullness from myself. Before me lay a long gray line with a black mark down the center. The birds were singing. It was spring.”
Quote by Burl Ives
Book:Wayfaring Stranger
Work
Wayfaring Stranger
A story that follows a character on a journey of exploration and introspection, encountering various challenges and personal growth. more
