Winter/Spring

What The Thunder Said


Huginn: Well, it was long ago, and I heard nothing except the rumble of the cannon; I saw nothing except the bright flash decades later.

Muninn: And I remember exactly whose cannon they were, and I wept for all your children.

H: You always were soft.

M: And that is my triumph and my tragedy.

H: Idiot.

M: Moron.