©2016, Aislynn d’Merricksson Pearls of memory strung along, one by one, beaded on strands of spirit and soul, myriad shimmering hues, some big, others small. Touch one, then another, and another. Images bloom in the depths, wakening in the mind, scattered over months, days, weeks, years. Decades. A century, if perthro favours. There is no […]
