Emily, 20 march 2012
Scattering around the pitless void, the clear liquid beads descended slowly and wearily as if time had been slowed down, defeated dejectedly by an unbeatable force that scars unforgettably. For countless of sands of time, there had been no light nor warmth in sight; no movement of life except for (... więcej)
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