November 10, 2014
The Quiet Between Us
I was walking home from the market this morning when I saw two girls sitting on a low stone wall. They weren’t...
Author: Light & Composition Team
November 10, 2014
The Echo of Stone
There is a quiet dignity in the way a building ages, as if the walls themselves are holding onto the memories of...
November 9, 2014
The River of Passing Lights
I remember sitting on a concrete wall in Muscat, watching the evening commute bleed into the night. A man named Ahmed sat...
