"My partner is so much like me, yet I fight with her..
Because sometimes I need to fight myself. "































































"Where am I to go, God?" Eve sighed as she looked up at the heavens, the place where she believed His voices were often heard from. Burly clouds hung about like huge tufts of moustache curled upon God's face. Every now and then the wind distorted their shapes as if His invisible hands twirled and twisted them in a mocking way.