People don't believe me when I tell them I'm a magician who makes portals to other worlds. So I tell them I'm a writer instead.
Sing to your mountains because as you sing, they are being cast into the sea.As you sing, the portals of heaven are opening.
It took Pueblo a few seconds to take in his surroundings. The first thing he realised was that he felt bruised all over; the second was that his clothes were waterlogged, even more than before, from t...
