Cindy

“When people move out of a house, it begins to die. The foundation seems to crumble faster, the paint peels quicker, and the wood floors warp in just a couple of seasons. People keep a house alive, not the other way around.”
― Alex, Cicada Summer

“And hope was the light of the world, where no darkness could penetrate.”
― Heather Burch, In the Light of the Garden

“When iridescent summer nights fade into sullen autumn gray, as the world marches grimly towards the slow, cold death of winter, something changes.

Dark spirits strengthen, emboldened by lengthening shadows and huddled masses. The sunshine of youth once kept these phantoms at bay, but the doors to my soul creak slowly open with the passing years, the seams of a skeptical mind loosen as the autumn of life approaches.”
― Evans Light, Dream of Halloween

“Some moments were golden; they were designed and orchestrated by an invisible hand, and they were meant to be more than moments. They were meant to be memories.”
― Heather Burch, In the Light of the Garden