In the dark of night when the naked and gullible eye long accustomed to things apparent and superficial cannot see, when the well sighted and the blind both possess the same vision, for they see not by the rays of the sun, but the rhythms of the heart, when a journey million light-years away takes all but a flash of thought, there opens up a world, young, wild, and innocent...
Dan Canle
A journey home, where space tunneled and time deducted...