Word on The Street Walla, A Murmur

These frigid days up Walla way what dreams become us in the sleep of winter deep? To dream is to be, in dimensions. Thus, we forge ever ahead on the multi-valent project of life as prism to the multi-verse. Stop in, step in. The project of bringing these thousand eyes into focus is a vast one. Rumble and quake, the noise we make, thundering in the blues. That is the entrance of La Luz and Scarlet.