• cvr-lobo_car
    cvr-lobo_car
  • cvr-car-for-sale-sign
    Maybe that was what he had come for. Sell the Escort, buy sacks of rice and tea, and set out on foot in search of the ancient forest.
  • cvr-lobo_
    He felt trapped in a world which violated many of his values, although, strangely, he lived in it because of a dispute with the values of his home town.
  • cvr-raven
    He would grow a beard and become an expert on things. Wise, like a raven.