While you do, I’ll tell you a tale of clouds, and rain, and a little girl I met on my journey. desperately ill, she refused to lose hope. Her paper cranes a symbol of pain, loss, and devotion to life. Something close to my heart, despite what you think of me. without life, without hope, there is no death, and no stories to tell by the hearth in my lounge.
Paper Cranes is the first of eight stories in this collection, which touch on gun control, green energy, psychosis, loneliness, political correctness & a lonely gargoyle perched up high on Notre Dame cathedral in Paris.