For a moment of night we have a glimpse of ourselves and of our world islanded in a stream of stars - pilgrims of mortality, voyaging between horizons across the eternal seas of space and time.
Before modification by Bergioyn at 01/07/2012 08:04:46 PM
The poor book, I sort of threw it from 3-4 feet away, my aim was true and I crushed the bugger good. Then vacumned it. It was a big bug. Like 2 inches maybe.
