Her Name Is Calla
By Phillip Quirie • Aug 5th, 2008 • Category: long playersI am standing alone on a huge icy plain. There is a gentle, yet chillingly cold breeze containing the odd smattering of icy flakes. There are imposing, brilliant white mountains up ahead of me in the distance. I don’t know where I am or why I am here, but I don’t care because this is [...]




