what westerly windana was.
Pete Drouyn, that’s who she was.
Nightmares can be had by ordinary men who walk in a dream dressed in their mothers’s clothes, or their sister’s – their wife’s.
Not so ordinary men, then.
This fellow, because fellow is what he is, has some courage in his veins that may never be understood – even by those who knew Him and now circle Her,
like big-eyed, curious fish.
No beauty here because Westerly is not a lovely – she’s more of a beacon.
pic lifted from gndsurf