Quotes by : Tyrean Martinson

Slowly, the light receded, and she could see a singe sword, hanging in the air, a sword of pure white,....

Once upon a time in a basement library nook,I stumbled upon my first favorite book.Pulled into adventure....

onceI heard her huskylaughter pour out likerain after a drought

A simple word or phrase on a blank sheet of paper gathers momentum as I wonder at what it could mean,....

Everyone had a story behind them, a past richer than she had imagined.