The old moon, like a worn and ancient coin, is still hanging in the west when I awake.


Desert Solitaire, Terra Incognita: Into the Maze (p. 289)


The old moon, like a worn and ancient coin, is still hanging in the west when I awake.

The old moon, like a worn and ancient coin, is still hanging in the west when I awake.

The old moon, like a worn and ancient coin, is still hanging in the west when I awake.

The old moon, like a worn and ancient coin, is still hanging in the west when I awake.