Your voice...incongruously mellow as you'd relate each blood-soaked detail, was accompanied by the jangling, twanging clang of a dreadnought's bronze plated strings...extending tendrilous through the muggy, South Texas air.
Happy belated New Year, all! I lost my luggage (which contained my phone and laptop), when returning from my Christmas travels, rendering me electronically mute for a few days. Anywho...it's nice to be back!