“If you should walk and wind and wander far enough on one of those afternoons in April when smoke goes down instead of up, and nearby things sound far away and far things near, you are more likely to come at last to the enchanted forest that lies between the Moonstone Mines and Centaurs Mountain” and you’ll hear marvelous music and ghostly voices. You’ll recognize it “when you are still a long way off by virtue of a fragrance you can never quite forget and never quite remember”. And the name is Hundred Moons To Run. The sound of tambourine echoes with every heartbeat, and the notes elicited from the piano will take you to another world, filled with tenderness and a subdued light.
Edited by atlanticmary on 15 Oct 2010, 20:14
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