Category: Andra Brynn

There’s a certain language, a dying language, and I can’t remember who speaks it or where in the world they are, but in that language the future is referred to as being behind us. It must be behind us, since we can see the past. We walk backwards, blind, into the future, only knowing where we’ve already been.

There’s a certain language, a dying language, and I can’t remember who speaks it or where in the world they are, but in that language the future is referred to as being behind us. It must be behind us, since we can see the past. We walk backwards, blind, into the future, only knowing where we’ve already been.