chimera
streaming down her face a meandering crimson river round her high cheekbones: a mountainous onslaught for truce of bloodshed: torrents flood parched lands…
streaming down her face a meandering crimson river round her high cheekbones: a mountainous onslaught for truce of bloodshed: torrents flood parched lands…
I seen a varmint the other day, dead and pretty mean tore up underneath a bush. The sunlight hit it just so, flitting through all the leaves and flowers…
Steven got news he would be going to meet his long lost brother. Every day he told friends how he was thrown in a trash can by his own mom when he was months…