At twilight our paths intersect at long last, hoping, that the next dawns upon us once again
Month: August 2018
First Light
The first light peeked through the slit of the room that had ceased to live, wondering if darkness forgot to leave
At twilight our paths intersect at long last, hoping, that the next dawns upon us once again
The first light peeked through the slit of the room that had ceased to live, wondering if darkness forgot to leave
