"There's a transformative power here, something that absolutely takes hold of you."
"...a prayer chant echoes down from somewhere atop a mesa, the chitter of a flute arcs across the sky. We have journeyed, and we have returned. The sounds fades like sunset. And just before night falls, one final touch and you are left quieted and very likely content, in a very personal space..."
© 2010 John Shanahan / Hypnagogue |