Ice Is For Death And Endings.

Men Made Wagers With Their Judgment, Their Allegiances, Their Resources.

When I Was 18 Years Old, In A More Innocent Time, My First Backpacking Trip Through Europe, I Sneaked Into The Temple Of Saturn In The Roman Forum After Nightfall And Spent Several Hours In There Avoiding The Guards Patrolling.

... Everyone Knew That All Islands Were Worlds Unto Themselves, That To Come To An Island Was To Come To Another World.

Irritation For Some Men Was Their Response To Strain.

But If You Couldn't Do Everything, Did That Mean You Did Nothing?