affame_le_geant_the_bianca_strada fyn gula the bianca strada or white road is the pathway of illumination, the avenue of brightness that runs a serpentine trail through the esprit de corps of one dennis browne, connecting all kemulya to rynomari and several other worlds he is known to explore. still, it is under construction, just as his life is. the abeaudians, or path cutters, go out first, preparing the way, removing only the trees they have to. this group of destinators is led by anton, who you may remember from marox pass. the builders, beardless gnomes from orchard hill take great pride in their exhaustive work, listening to "a perfect circle" on their walkmens, using saffron-dusted rhinos and oakwood trailers to pull stone from plowed fields, creekbeds, and the giving woods. they are meticulous in their craft and placement. its crushed limestone base is set at a convenient width to accomodate cart wheels, stage coaches, sulkies, vespas, motoguzzis, and gants, whatever modes of travel humans or creatures choose to use. in certain sections, the grass is encouraged to grow between the wheel ruts, in others it is solid cobblestone, antique red brick, or belgium block all the way across. dichondria and sedum is planted in the cracks or moss mysterously appears and welcomed like an honoured guest. one of the favorite stretches of road featured crushed sandstone, scores of various pebbles, and bits of old blown glass fragments that catch the sun and reflect it back. this is the very first bianca strada and it still echoes with the footfalls of children playing. 020515 ... fyn_gula "i took the road less traveled and that has made all the difference." ~henry david thoreau 021216 what's it to you? who go blather from