"And I heard, as it were, the noise of thunder..."

Rugged men rise to stand for one of their own.

The moon turns to blood.

Tax day cometh, shrouded in unseasonal snow.

These are the things that myths are made of.

And I heard, as it were, the noise of thunder:
One of the four beasts saying: "Come and see." And I saw.
And behold, a white horse.


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